Best Bugle Poems

I hear the clarion bugle calls at Fort Carson when conditions are just right,
Sounding "Reveille" at break of dawn to the mournful sound of "Taps" at night!

"Reveille" 'wakes soldiers from their well-deserved rest to begin another day
Of training to protect our freedoms, though they do...

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I said, "Son, you look too young
To wear that uniform.
You ought to be home with your ma,
There, by the fireside warm.
                        ...

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A slight mist of fog is caught in the act of being by the light of the early morning
sun. Sometime during the dark of night it crept along from whence it came to the base of
the hundreds of cabbage palms spread out over the acreage...

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go, blow the bugle,

      a monkey-eating eagle

               just snatched our beagle !...

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Bugle boy,
little boy blew

A lot of white noise
have got many red necks 
following you

That horn of consternation
wails loud and angry
Those temper tantrum toots
dead air cryo empty

Bugle boy,
little boy blue

Your scarlet letter tone
has got the murmuring crowd
idolizing you

Porcelain notes blown vex indiscreet,
wax smoke signal coldly
Pigeon drop...

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Toy Ukele not a Bellowing Bugle

What it certainly surely seemed like to me
Trump thinks he's a character cute as can be
And if of him you had a herd or battalion
Probably would appear as if a rapscallion.

Only thing to do that he feels compelling
Is, of course,...

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Reveille called to the sound of a bugle
The regiment called to duty
The soldiers rally to the call

Its Politian’s that make the call
And pick the tune to bugle
Thier morals you're duty 

A soldier as no choice but duty
And must answer the Politian’s call
And die at the...

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Each day remains a struggle, through the chaos in his mind
A simple thank you goes a long way, towards possibly helping him find
His place among the living, when all he knows is war
It's changed him way down deep, some say even to his core

He struggles...

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A long the shore back in
1942 met her there,
she was just talking
with some of her
friends, asked her
to go for a walk,
coming from this
dance hall was the
tune, Boogie, Woogie,
Bugle Boy,
we went inside,
to dance to it,
later we went
and had a coke
at the corner drug store,
she was a...

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We found ourselves  being quite frugal;
Hired priest who played a blaring bugle;
To our alarm;
Had no charm;
Hearing his sermon had been brutal.

With all of the donuts would finagle;
She wanted one covered with maple;
Sorted through;
Did see view;
Not any so I brought her a bagel....

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My ancestors were Vikings and, 
Their blood runs thru my veins.
They follow me in this life as,
I am a present day warrior.
I have a dream where I was a shield,
Maiden and fought with my father, 
Brothers and sister shield maidens.
I am guided by Odin.
Odin bugle...

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little boy bugle come blow your horn
the sheep are in the coffee, they need shaved and shorn
Don’t you mean little boy blue? I asked my friend, Mrs. McDorn.
I don’t shave people she said, giving me a glare of scorn....

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Regardless the battlefield,
   one fight rages on

Regardless the outcome
  —a warriors song

Regardless the politics,
   the brave fight and die

Regardless the questioner
  —blood telling no lies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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   A lone bugle wept as it wrapped
    its plaintive message ‘round her heart 

   Why relentless drumbeats for another
    raised hope anew for her brother

   Is not ours to fathom unless 
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