Best Memorial Day Poems

The storm was wildest when
He walked on water
The vines were at their greenest
He turned water into wine
For faithfulness, union and reunion 

When men would forsake all of God 
He will return for His Beloved
Who is He? An open, unfolding mystery
Because He loved so much He...

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My only son once asked me why
  A fine mist, today, enveloped my eye
As I began his query to answer
  Caught in my throat, a battle cry


          May 27, 2019
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Most of us play, our lives like a game
Both ends of our candle, consumed by the flame
Choosing a curtain, buying a vowel
Planning tomorrow, forsaking the now
In days gone by, not so long ago
We were dreaming of spring, through icy windows
Fields of green clover, budding trees...

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The fields are now quiet,
The thunder long gone;
The graves with their shadows
Stretch on and on.

The battle once here
Lives but in the past,
Of a war meant to be
Of all wars the last.

The flags and the trumpets,
The glory and fear,
Led men to battle;
Led but to here.
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A street lamp illumines our rain soaked flag
as soft filtered shades of red white and blue
try to let sparkles of light glisten through.
Peace fills the night as a zephyr shapes rain,
yet our mourning hearts have an ache for you.

As dawn crests the mountains and paints...

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~Homeless~

A lost guardian angel, sitting on the edge of everything 
I push my shopping cart along the cracks of destiny  
My house sits on the corner of every mission street
My tin coffee cup feeds on caring heartbeats
My possession is the icon of war, six...

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Noor* of Taj Mahal, jeweled in red stone 
 death or love, tranquil oasis alone
 rich jasper and jade hanging on its walls
 in cold melody, mourning music falls

 Mesmerizing bride in gossamer gown
 Veil reveals... the majestic palace crown.
 A medley of corsage strewn...

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Lili Marlene

In times of war, love can subdue cynical adversaries
(Men separated from their vocation, now filled with hatred)
And quell the beast inside their misdirected hearts,
And free their consciences, to allow sorrows’ comfort.

A noisy silence pervades the barracks’ atmosphere,
Where soldiers stir, stuffing duffel bags and miscellaneous,
While...

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Love our enemies as ourselves
Let he who is without sin throw the first stone
Turn the other cheek
He who does wrong to the least of us
Does wrong to me
				Crucified c. 33

With malice toward none and charity toward all
If slavery is not wrong, then nothing is wrong
Let...

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A people persecuted beyond imagination;
To help them he felt, was his obligation.
He joined the army in World War II;
Not knowing his hell would be Eyes of Blue.

When he reached Normandy, the beaches were red.
Crawling over his brothers who lay already dead.
To give this tyrant, this...

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Lights Out

One hundred years on and still the shout
“Everyone put your lights out”
Just for an hour from 10 to 11
And remember all those souls in heaven

One hundred years and still the cry
The perennial unanswered question “why?”
Is there a need in this hour of deed
For any...

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Those were my green and salad days, 
a time of innocence and play, where
marbles shone like pearls and 
every trinket was a treasure. 
The world was simple, a canvas of pure joy
school, home, and the familiar corners of my aunt's house 
were the boundaries of...

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I was a soldier of the past 
And I know im not the last
I signed up to serve my Queen
Far off lands I have seen

As that soldier I done my best
Losing friends laying them to rest
We fought for what was only right
Giving freedom to others...

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Rows and rows and rows of white crosses,
Like sentinels -stone-fixed to the ground.
The wind like a shroud wraps around them,
Enshrining each space where they're found.

Stone guardians stand at attention,
Into the distance -row after row.
O' mourn those hallowed internments,
Where our heroes are resting below.

Rows and rows...

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That time of year has come again
When we reflect and remember them
Polish our boots and press our kit
Remember those fallen that didn't make it

We shine our medals 
Place them on our chest 
Remember our friends 
We have laid to rest 

Remember those that went before
Those...

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