Eighty Poems - Poems about Eighty

Eighty years ago, the horrors Mesmerized the world As Nazi flags came down To never after be unfurled. The captives held at Auschwitz, Walking skeletons, at best, Didn’t have to speak; their bodies To their torture did attest. It seemed incomprehensible, But through the years I’ve learned That people’s inhumanity Has somehow since returned. Or, being more realistic, It has never gone away Nor ever will,...

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I remember when my father was in his early nineties And I had taken him out to buy a few things he...

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Rockin' tough Rockin' touch Rocket rock star's Still in love Hallowed halls of Doobie's lair The Sunset Gang Played air band there Mr. Salty Zimmer-cam Winkles and The Ramel's jam Wildman Screaming Me Pounded sounds On Adams Street Check us out On cable TV It's Sticks Rambo and Company Again its Nineteen Eighty Three...

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Everything needs a rest- the machine - a mirror- an astronomical chart or graph- a sometimes glass?. Like the fun even though dynamo elsewhen or blue or black- glee elsewhere or G- clamp?. I tell you something is hither or thither elsewhere or how ...

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Back on the beaches of Normandy The old men are assembled there On walking sticks or Zimmer frames Some confined to their wheelchair, This diminishing band of heroes, Survivors from eighty years before Who by ship, parachute and glider Were transported to the horror of war. Now sitting with a quiet dignity to Remember the beginning of the end The blood, pain,...

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Over eight hundred Palestinian women and children held hostage by Israel no charges, no crimes, an IOF soldier confessed, intimidation the goal IOF using children as human shields on Oct 7th IOF helicopters shot their own, as documented by Haaretz at the exact same time, Palestinians were having their homes bull dozed their land stolen seventy fives years of de humanization National...

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One hundred eighty one days ago today, Jews began their day, as usual in every way. Jumped out of their beds and prayers. were said. They dressed and fixed coverlets on their beds. Mothers cooking breakfeast…but not for very long. As killers with bullets ended their morning songs. Safe Rooms were to be a place to run and hide, But many...

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To eighty-eight keys, I was first introduced With eighty-eight keys, my ears were seduced But greetings started with just eight The other eighty had to wait Some years passed, I got to know better The keys that were notes and their letters Do to Sol is C, D, E, F, G La, Ti is A, B, then back to C Simple Do Re...

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Sex might be great, when you're eighty-eight, but hell...I won't participate...

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Maybe it’s better to leave you untarnished; The brightest light, my darkest fantasy....

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Play with new words like a french kiss with your tongue....

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Bacon and eggs each morning his treat Chocolate and candy and all that's sweet No helmet with pedal No seat belt to meddle Making eighty years old was no easy feat...

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I have something to say Today is Milton Hankins's Birthday, We wish Milt a day of joy As we congratulate our Birthday Boy Milt has reached the age of 81, Many hearts, he must have won With a flourish of his pen He can recapture his youth again He is a poet extraordinaire, He writes with knowledge and with flair, He makes some poetry seem...

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And then all at once someone could see just how tired I was …...

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Devilish details; Torn up jeans paired with an 800 dollar custom ring, It takes work to look this carefree....

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