Raymond Brown

Warley, UK

My name is Raymond Brown. I was born in Walsall in 1923, served in the forces during the WW2. I have one daughter who is a IPMD grad T.V. I have two grandchildren, Paul, an ex-Kings College London grad. Also, I have a granddaughter Rachel who graduated with honours from Oxford University. I love writing poetry or books or humorous scripts. I do voluntary work as an old people visitor, in the GKN Evergreen Association with 27000 Old Ex-Employees. I have previously written for the Queen Mother (Tributes), also Princess Diana and several notables. I was at one stage of my life a variety artist as a professional boy soprano. Writing for me is a great way of unwinding after a busy day, which is just one of my hobbies.

A Day To Remember

I stood beneath the CENOTAPH, my head was slightly bowed,
There was, an eerie silence, as I stood, amongst the crowd,
Now some were wearing their medals, whilst others were showing fears,
But I'm not ashamed yes, to admit, my eyes were moist with tears,

Then suddenly the band struck up (Oh God In Ages Past)
And everyone there tried to sing, to make these moments last,
In remembering those who gave their lives, just so, that we, might live
What greater love hath man than this, what more can heroes give?

My silent thoughts were of my mates, who shared my wartime days,
And the comradship that we had then, was proved in many ways,
For our British spirit of living free, no one could put assunder,
But we were'nt all saints, and we knew well, there's many who made a blunder,

Yet we should never forget those lads who died, sisters and brothers too,
For remembrance, is what it's all about, if in your hearts, be true,
There are many things we don't understand, which simply can't be said,
But it helps sometimes to feel some pride, to wear a POPPY red,

Those trying times are long since gone, the peace flags now unfurled,
But from an ex serviceman to our young folks, your'e the best kids in this world.

Remember too, this country is your heritage, your home and your life's blood,
Don't ever let anyone, take your freedom away, my dead comrades never would.

Visions In My Mind

Oh keeper shine your warning light, across this violent sea,
(Pray God) its beams, will fall this way, and send some help, to me,
For as I cling upon this raft, my body numbed. And chilled,
I thank the Lord, for being alive, most of my friends were killed,

Why did we flounder. upon these rocks, that tore our ship apart,
And watched my brother, drown out there, which really broke my heart,
For he had pushed my to this raft, "HANG ON" said brother JIM,
Go it on your own now son, I'm finished and cannot swim,

I tried to grab him by his hair, as "GOOD LUCK" he said to me,
In seconds he had disappeared, taken by the sea..
Suddenly, I felt so warm, that light, such brilliant gleam,
Oh had God come to save my life, or was it but a dream?

The lighthouse keeper smiled at me, "You were very lucky there",
I didn't quite hear what he said, I was kneeling in prayer,
For only God, and my brother knew, the words I silently spoke,
With a hurt I felt within my heart, enough to make me choke,

But a seaman I've been yes, all my days, and this, I'd like to say,
I'll love my brother, for the rest of my life, and we'll meet again someday.

All poems Copyright © 1997 Raymond Brown. All rights reserved.