Best Bugles Poems

I am the Unknown Soldier, i stand guard here on my own.
    For those who fought for freedom, but never returned home.
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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost...

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I see beyond the crosses  
In the snow covered field
Like soldiers in formation
For whom our hearts aren't healed

I see beyond the sacrifice
Of those that...

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All things can tempt me, but some things tempt me more 
Like Squashing a spider, that crawls 'cross the floor 

Bring out the bugles...and sound...

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Historically accurate, narrative poem

27 November 1868, on the banks of the Washita River  

Dawn’s peaceful first light streaks the eastern skies, 
belying the horror...

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One by one they fall
Answering the bugle’s call
Died by the bullet and the blade….when
"Over the top", the officers said

Bodies of men from battles long ago
Lie...

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In Memoriam of brave, lost souls during the First World War

Our insides churn, nostrils flare, with the pungent stench,
Order given to leave our sanctuary and...

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(On the Opposite Sides)

When you cry i'll come running/
down where the lilies bloom/
beneath the willow tree,/
a farmer's field/ of war and peace/
echoing vacant sound,/ pain,...

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Nothing is as beautiful as watching the sun set in its splendor and radiance.
Nothing is so natural as watching the nature blossom in its peacefulness.
The...

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The graves have been dug
all bugles away
Medals awarded
for valor displayed

The soldiers in transit
to homes once so dear
But where is the peace
—when gunfire you hear

(Opening Poem...

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He took me to the altar
His metals all alight
We made ourselves a home
Our future looked so bright

There was that time
Brass bugles they did roar
The music...

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When I plumb the depths of my throbbing heart
All great moments before my eyes dart
The good and bad ones I lived through
The sweet and sour...

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Up before dawn, a feeling has drawn 
You into the mountain and trees.
Till the silence within, upon the whispering wind
A chime of bugles tease the...

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The Fog of War

Our foes wait in their well-defended lair,
Imagining that they’ll stay safe and warm.
Our siege cannons thunder; smoke mists the air.
While thinking of...

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