Mike Berriman Poems

Pride we carry, one and all
Remember this frailty before our fall
Idolatry of self, a deadly sin
Destroys humility of that within
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Of all the birds that I hold dear
Our butcher bird calls when he is near
His woodnote pierces our early dawn
To this honeyed sound I am drawn.
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This is a battle for young and old ears
A loosely held secret of some 100 years
The battle of Beersheba won with bayonet and horse
And the skill of our riders, our most precious resource.
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Once time was a friend
It waited for me, silently
Hanging there in the air, still and serene
Idle summer days with no ending
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A baby boomer of advancing years
I tackle the net, my nemesis my fears
On line shopping, the love of many
So easy to shop, to spend that penny.
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I said goodbye to my friend today
He passed by us on heavens way
His wake mix of sandwich and sorrow
'Here today and gone tomorrow'.
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We see the TV news, read daily at night
Disasters abound and nothing seems right
Adjectives impress, minor events blown so big
From overseas news to the local town gig.
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Politicians argue
Bugles blow
Armies march
Nations sing
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I wrote those letters daily
To all the folks back home
But now it's just a box of paper
Where silverfish do roam.
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We fight with our guns, planes and with tanks
When it's over, sometimes we get thanks
Soldiers are paid, but there is a cost
Of bodies ruined and innocence lost.
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