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I lay here today a soldier
I know some don't understand
I will try to explain
So maybe you can
I served my country
For many a year
I retired long ago
The soldier still here
I put on my uniform
I wore it to foreign lands
The soldier I was
Is still in the man
I have been a husband, father, and friend
To some of you here
But I've been a soldier all along
Even after so many a year
My final salute
I render today
I'm still a soldier
I'm just on my way
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urban leaves turned
Autumn, sniffing around
for a place to settle
no Farmer's Market
in San Francisco today.
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Front-line in depth of mortar
Whistling shells and screams of torture
Blood clot gurgles death bell tolls
Hell of pain in body enthrals
Danger rings apprehension stalls
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Upon the deadly battlefield
Where honor's won and death is sealed
Brave soldiers stand their ground
Where all that counts, can there be found
Disciplined soldiers, fearless men
Never again to rise and fight again;
They willingly gave their lives
Tis’ there blood’s megre sacrifice!
From the cries of fallen soldiers, bleedin’
Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!
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Remember those who died for us,
They left their families to save us,
They died and went to heaven.
Remember the twin towers,
They once were there but now are gone,
Remember those who went to work,
Who never came home.
Remember the God who gave us life,
Who can save us from death,
Remember He’ll never leave our side,
In sickness and in health.
They left their family to save us,
They died and went to Heaven,
Remember those who died for us,
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Running, after more than you, can hold.
Taking, someone else’s love, and leaving.
Children are fearful of what they’re told.
Can’t you see I’m the one who’s freezing?
I was just a child with a trinket
Never knowing that it’d be, more to me
When you were gone to, too far, from me.
Steady with your hands close to my heart
Never letting our world’s tear us apart
I know, your icicles
I miss the beaches that we played on
You missed the child in your own eyes
Now you’re gone,
But I’m still not here.
Why can’t you wake up
I’m not ready
Please, just take your time, don’t leave now
I can’t fight this world alone.
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If you care
When God takes
you for a walk
The fallen stay
on the battlefield
Then a stranger
holds your hand
And says "If you
want peace, prepare
Behind the curtain
& a fatal goodbye
Another poem inspired by the new poems page. Written with titles from other poems. This is for Veterans Day.
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The Wall - Vietnam Veterans Memorial
Here is the silence of death.
Two acres of cherished names, 1959 to 1975,
Moore, Johnson, Lopez, Jones……
stare back at your reflection from glossy, mirrored granite.
Screams are quiet now as fingers touch lost lives.
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i wittnessed a war just yesterday,
being the reason for much dismay,
i'm sorry for all the death and blood,
and all the soldiers in the mud,
i wish i could stop it just can't be done,
i'll need everybody including a nun,
i'll need jesus to forgive our sins,
that knock us down like bowling pins,
i'll need everybody to read this poem,
in hopes that all the soldiers get back home.
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Along the edge of a thought when I awaken, or
In memories, the moment I realize there are no more
Together since birth... separated by death
All that remains is a fragment of life...
Unaffected by your absence.
For 'Fragment of Life' Contest sponsored by Broken Wing
For 'CONTEST NO 420, ANY FORM OR NONE, ANY THEME, UP TO A MAX OF 20 LINES'
Sponsored by Brian Strand
DA NANG, 1968: THE DANCE OF DEATH
That night I watched the muted flashes
Reflected off low somber clouds
And heard the muted rumble
Of distant artillery
As if a storm were approaching.
And I knew that somewhere
In the jungled hills out there
Uniformed figures flailed the air
In grotesque dances of death
Engulfed by flames
Shredded by shrapnel.
While I, weary beyond caring
Thought only of blessed sleep
Perhaps tomorrow or the days after that
I too would dance the dance of death
And then could rest forever.
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Dad Did Die
Why was it really meant to be?
Dad did die serving his country
Me and my family are left alone
Each day when the sun had shone.
I am still so lonely each night
And sad tears off have to fight
Never receiving a one last kiss;
Him forever will always miss.
It is now another Veterans Day again;
My dad was one of many mighty men
Who for country had given his all
And for him one day God did call.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Bolivia, NC Name of Father
Arthur Frederick Horn, CPO, AOC, USN
USS Aircraft Carrier Intrepid CVA-11
Killed on August 8th, 1956
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A Cognitive Dissonance
We love the blossoms beauty
We ask only for the beauty to grow.
Yet we war and destroy the blossoms
More surely than the snow.
We war and claim to love the earth
We war and poison the dirt
That produces the withered blossom
That produces the wilted blossom
We listen to the music to lighten our hearts
Then we go to war and destroy our ears
So we can n o longer hear the music start
Wee war forever and ever for years
Dominic James Wiebersch.
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This is my declaration,
This is where I take my stand,
A Citizen, a Veteran ,A Grown *** Man
The things I see daily
Came as a total surprise,
A President with no Integrity,
Everyday spouting new LIES,
A Congress that should balance,
Everyday closes its eyes,
A Congress that should check ,
Everyday tells me pigs fly,
If I cant trust those that lead,
Then what options are left,
TOTAL complete ANARCHY,
MAY My Strength be My WEALTH.
May the training I was provided,
See me through the coming storm,
May the blood of my former leaders
keep Me ETERNALLY WARM.
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ESSAY ON DRUMS
The drum sounds slowly its cadence
the beat, beat, beat marks a march
and through the air reverberates.
The tramp of a company at quick time,
arms pumping with machine precision,
a rigid jerky movement of elbows.
The thump of rotating Huey blades
as they back stroke the air;
gingerly alighting on a hot LZ.
The staccato stutter of rifle fire
indiscriminately searching the earth
laughingly playing hard games of tag.
The grieving hearts at graveside
waiting the echoing bugle call
while the flag is ritually folded.
Sound slowly this cadence
for the eons of history
the drums of war reverberate.
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Beside marble fancied grave stones
You waste your time
Snoring on your bed was the best usage
Rather than for charity you spend on flowers
To lavish on empty graves
Soliloquizing, longing to be heard or felt
Kneeling before nothing, shedding tears
Oh so unfortunate it is all vanity
How can you be so fooled? Regarding your stature
If the dead can hear, why bury them
Why do they lay still, could they be acting?
Dead memories are imaginary, not real, so can’t be cherished
Stand up and go home
Their you’ll find bunches of living memories
you wont have to cry but smile.
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As a child he played with an Erector set.
Career choice, military cadet.
Mom tried with all her powers.
"Come home. Build towers."
On the phone,
Tears like rain showers.
The war was Eisenhower's.
One thing his mom will never forget;
As a child he played with an Erector set.
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In times of a war
When death is
Knocking at your door
And people get desperate
It's always the poor
That need the most protection
But once the bodies hit the floor
Their safety gets neglected
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No dulcet it was
cries of peace amidst gunfire
shells and smoke lingered.
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I remember them fighting
Their death no more bad
I remember them needing
where life left them sad
I remember their calling
for right that was had
I remember them loving
what life meant to add
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I see row after row of sleeping soldiers
Sleeping underneath crosses as I try and keep my composure
As I look around I’m transported somewhere
Where there’s bodies scattered on the ground
The sounds of gunfire and yelling surrounds me
As I look out on the battle scene
The scent of blood is in the air
And I wish I was elsewhere
As I look out on this nightmare
All I can do is think of the lord’s prayer
And as I’m transported back to Arlington
I hear the sound of 21 shots being shot from a gun.
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Yes death was an awakening
We did not realize we carried it with us
Until our smiles were wiped clean
And the laughter had stopped
It did not take long.
Vietnam was life game changer
We had been thrust into jungles
As GI Joe’s, ready to kick some butt
Instead, we were the ones being kicked.
As trigger explosions were going off and our friends were dying
We realized that death was waking us up
Begging for our full attention which we gave
For there is nothing like the horrors of war
To shake an eighteen-year-old out of his cocoon of innocence
To take his invincible attitude and twist it behind his back.
War is hell and death is the rude awakener
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The Real Wars We Fight
By George W. Clever-----29 August 2020
The wars we all fight are mainly in our head, heart and soul.
This old Marine fights with the memories of the young Marine.
His heart bears the pain of mistakes made.
His soul begs for forgiveness.
That is his real war service.