Best Argonne Poems

(Limerick)

There once was an owl named Argonne
That read a lot of King Arthur and Avalon
Of Merlin & the sword of Power
Of Camelot, and all the square 
Knights, who sat 'round when Art call'd upon!


Dorian Petersen Potter
Aka ladydp2000
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10.4.2014...

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There have been times in our land
When our nation has had to take a stand.

It first began at Bunker's Hill
Where so many men were then killed.

All through that war with the British King
Men here in America were fighting and dying.

They were the first "Veterans" of...

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The end of May is coming . . .
  When  the nation celebrates Memorial Day.
  Schools and offices are closed . . .
  It's the summer's first holiday.

  Do we remember why we celebrate today . . .
  Or...

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Continuation of Brodsky’s History of the Twentieth Century 

1918.  A flu pandemic in Spain takes hold, 
From Kansas over the seas in America bold, 
Women’s suffrage win the vote, 
Their opinion is not remote, 
Russia switches from the Julian calendar, 
To the Gregorian, the...

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Eleventh hour—
	young men perished,
	their hopes and dreams all lost:
	Ypres, The Marne, Verdun

of the
Eleventh day—
	silent, fell guns,
	and stillness took the front:
	Argonne, Belleau Wood, Amiens

of the
Eleventh month—
	the war men claimed
	would end all others:
	sadly, it did not...

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Sonny hid behind the melons 
In a busy Asian marketplace,
Near the plantains and the mangos 
Where the shadows could obscure his face.  
He inhaled the air around him 
And enjoyed the fragrant scent of spice: 
Nutmeg, cumin, coriander... 
Made him hungry for some curried...

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Buddy was the youngest and bravest of soldiers,
he left Richmond Hill and his adolescent dreams;
on European battlefields he fought and earned
valor in Argonne and dominated the combat with gallantry:
he was the boldest one, pushing forward and gaining ground,
never bared defeat in front of an assailant...

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Thank You For Your Service

“Thank you for your service."
How many times have I heard that.
Do they know or understand?
Do they really care?

I fought at Bloody Antietam,
Shiloh, Gettysburg and Franklin.
Blue and gray, makes no difference.
Casualties measured by the thousands.

I fought at Belleau Woods and Meuse-Argonne.
Mud filled...

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