James S Newcomb Lang
Biography of James S Newcomb Lang
I am an ordinary man, but with an abundance of passion. I write because it gives me pleasure to do so and because I enjoy words in both the written and oral form. I have known euphoria and I have known pain. I have seen and heard things that I wish I hadn't. My mind is my own nemesis, as I cannot switch it off. I usually find sleep difficult! I have served and been in conflict. I still believe in true love. My pet hate, is people promoted beyond their ability (The Peter principle) .
James S Newcomb Lang's Works:
James S Newcomb Lang Poems
The Cheshire Cat
You can tell a Cheshire Cat By the size of his grin You cannot help but love him Even though he wants to sin
The First Time I Came Under Fire (Opteli...
The first time I came under fire I didn’t have any fear I just heard the crack and whistle As bullets passed my ear
To Jon (In Memory Of The Greatest Friend...
I had never felt grief before But it came like a bolt of lightening It took me out of the blue I had never felt anything so frightening
The Never Ending War
I live in a landscape where deer cavort So I often stop and pause for thought And relish within the sweet fresh air Or the wind and rain, or summers glair
My Deity I could never love another The way that I love you
When I Was Young
When I was young, life was fun And filled with sunny days. I’d not a care and all was fair My youth was a blissful haze.
We're Watching You Slowly Drift Away
We're watching you slowly drift away Lost in your inner mind Searching for those memories Which are harder and harder to find
The Remembrance Poppy
The poppy serves as a reminder Of those who've gone before Those who fell in battle And the innocents of war
Walter Mitty's Sister
Gemma lived in a world of her own Where she played the leading role A raconteur of the first degree But with a darkened austere soul!
The Cheshire Cat Of Bastion
It's O' so very early, but the Sergeant Major said At Zero 6 each morning I must leave my cosy bed I'm not an early bird, so I think it's fair to say That I'm not really conscious until later in the day
To Your Dream You Must Be True
You’re still young, but soon you'll grow And find the way you want to go So choose a path that keeps you well Within this world in which we dwell
I'M Me Myself And I
I’m me myself and I I think that’s plain to see So if I was someone else Who would I be?
When Tony Blair Met George W
The boy from Edinburgh Liked the Texan’s style George said “I’m Conservative” Tony just gave a smile
Weapons Of Mass Destruction
Thank you Mr Blair For sending me to war I’m sure it did me good As I’d not seen one before
I'M Me Myself And I
I’m me myself and I
I think that’s plain to see
So if I was someone else
Who would I be?
I wouldn’t be myself
I wouldn’t be just me
I would be a stranger
Then where would I be?