Best Half Mast Poems

Can one count the pieces of a broken heart? 
Can a flag half staff proudly wave?
Will kites still rise in staccato weather,
or partial freedom be less than a slave?

Explain this measure of a hearts half beat
wind that blows yet never reaches the trees
the disfigured countenance...

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A calling that must be obeyed--
bloodied and broken he lies,
the battlefield he makes his home,
fallen like a gladiator of Rome,
hearing his brother’s last cries--
with a bullet in his heart he dies.

Oh the artist he could have made,
even Picasso would he surpass--
a gentle brush stroke brings...

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billowing storm clouds
darken the morning sky --
flag at half-mast

8/24/16...

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—Agonizing Moment, the Hour of 0846 and Thereafter, 09/11/2001—
 
When Pearl Harbor sank to the bottom of water
this nation wailed for enormous pain. However, to cure the wound
we all, the men and women, the young and old, assembled under Star-Spangled Banner, took up arms, and...

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To honor the Mother America, our men and women in uniform 
upheld our nation’s colors still hanging from the ruined eagle’s nest, 
though it is torn to shreds, with renewed resolution for uncertain future to come.

And everyone dug the ruins to remove the mountains of...

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Old Glory’s at half-mast today.

I wonder who just passed away?

Was it a hero from some battles past?

A dead leader whose influence lasts?

Were servicemen killed overseas,

Or humanitarians died fighting a disease? 

Seems most of the time I don’t know why

The Colors only at half-mast fly.

More and...

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In the parking lot, I sat observing 
The flag over the shopping mall
I noticed it flying at half-mast
A famous person, it sought to recall

The impact they had on society
Affected people, far and wide
Adored or rejected by the masses
Many in this person did confide

Few in society...

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Senseless destruction,
Fear in our hearts
Mindless confusion
A misplaced spark.
A toturous day
Under clouds of grey
Lives lost
Hearts now cold
A sense of urgency
Fears being told.
Questions arise
For which there is no answer
Lives torn apart
More in the hearafter.
More tears flow
The trail grows cold
Our minds numb
Our countries bold.
Flags at half mast
Stories to...

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With a weak bladder had taken a chance



Ended up wetting in my precious pants



When over the side something is passed



Would you possibly do it at half mast.



 



I sure could tell from the very start



Half-mast was performed by  bottom part



Sometimes may think you are...

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Dedication to our fallen four Victoria Police....

The flags are at half mast

The flags are at half mask today
For four fine officers lost in duty’s say 
In silence now we all stand
As grief for them and their families demand

At each muster we bow our heads 
For...

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Then there are those who have trod
Over God's great earth they love and laud
Climbed many mountains, over oceans sailed
And helped us when we would have failed.

In sun and still of morning God will meet
Us and Christ who made everything complete
Dying on cross while below was...

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What do we hold on to, if hope decides to abandon us this fast?
Where is the faith, If within 24 hours it couldn't last?
How do we function, with our fragile hearts, aghast ?
Weren't these vibrant souls supposed to outlast? 

The mind yearns for answers, from...

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