Thursday 13 August 2015

colour poem.

Green
Green is the colour of a turtle
Green tastes like lime in your cold drink
Green smells like grass
Green sounds like the green water  

Tuesday 16 June 2015

A little piece of my fantasy story

like a portal popped up. I touched it with my finger and then got sucked in the phone and am sitting on a bench in the middle of a prison.

Monday 27 April 2015

Soldiers then Soldiers Now.

WWI:150 rounds of Ammunition,steel helmet, bayonet, mark 1 lee enfield .303 rifle, full water bottle and carrier, 5kg canvas pack for clothing, 5kg haversack for rations, mess kit, paybook,soap, towel and toothbrush, living conditions - hard rations, muddy dusty, insect infested trenches, recreation - warm meals, rum rations, wine stocks, singalongs and plays, occasional leave.
Today:helmet camera, kevlar helmet, ballistic eyewear and hearing protection, m4a1 rifle, 15kg body armour system, 200 rounds of ammunition, day rations, combat first aid gear, batteries, laptop, webbing, knife, living conditions - hot meals most days, protected or air conditioned huts or tents, recreation - dining facility, barbeques, gyms, satellite tv, movies, laptops.

Wednesday 25 March 2015

Limerik

There was a boy named Greg
It smelled like egg
It fell in a pond
Found a woad
And now pour Greg is a peg.