Many years ago my father wrote several interesting aviation poems that I will try to imcorporate into my website soon. This is a short one called The RR Beat. It really reflects some of the great Canadian Warplane Heritage shows of the 80s.
THE R R BEAT
I’ve heard the “Jug’s” savage roar,
and thrilled to the staccato beat
of a T-28 at zero feet,
and watched Pardue’s Bearcat soar.
I’ve seen our B-25 come alive,
and saw him jump as he starts to go,
with a squealing Fort following slow,
and a Corsair flapping out of a dive.
And the P-40’s propane making real
the terror felt in the enemy’s lair,
with psuedo Zero and Val taking to the air
letting us know what the “other side” feel.
But of all the sounds that beat a drum roll,
None come near to the Rolls-Royce choir -
Mustang and Mossie, Hurry, Lanc and Spitfire - -
Those are the sounds that stir the soul!
Richard Dumigan
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The air resounds from the Rolls-Royce roar!
To an enemy the warning is dire: here only eagles soar,
and the last thing he'll see is a mirrored Spitfire!
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