Best Chevrons Poems
Serging Through Life's Stitches with ScarsSerging through life, I whipstitch, weft, and welt,
But always, my thoughts are pick-threading.
As stippled patches of emotion rise and fall in me,
See me, feel me, touch me, heal me
Just too many scars.
The mindless mind stresses itself through mental snares,
I waste away beneath it all, piecing...
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Categories:
chevrons, emotions, faith, philosophy, psychological,
Form:
Free verse
NovemberAn Arctic wind comes reaping the mild air,
breath hangs in clouds and grass hides under frost,
low morning sun soaks branches soon stripped bare,
boots wallow in the reds and golds now lost.
Chevrons of Geese head south for warmer climes,
ground creatures bedding down until the spring,
their instincts...
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Categories:
chevrons, november,
Form:
Sonnet
SergeantsThere are eminent personages among the enlisted grades,
Who deserve the utmost in respect and well-earned accolades.
These are the dedicated Sergeants of whom I speak,
Who guide the strong and encourage the weak!
Steadfast leaders whom commanders rely upon,
When they need to get the tough jobs done.
Never-bending sturdy...
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Categories:
chevrons, dedication
Form:
Rhyme
The Cigar BoxThe cigar box reposed upon the closet shelf for nigh on fifty years.
Oft his family wondered what it held. Perhaps some treasured souvenirs?
The old man, a veteran, had fought in the European Theater of Operations.
He never talked about that nor did he ever boast...
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Categories:
chevrons, father, nostalgiadad, family, old,
Form:
Rhyme
Pokeweed WaitsPokeweed waits
underground, snow crusts
small greenish white flowers, leaves entire
and alternate, black berries
poisonous, ripe late.
Waits patiently past February
when the sun stays up in the sky more than January
and six more months after that
past the peepers keeping watch
for every passing dog or truck.
We await our time
or have...
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Categories:
chevrons, flower, fruit, january, morning,
Form:
Verse
Categories:
chevrons, death, depression, loss, mother,
Form:
Narrative
Cities In FlightIn Cities in Flight
transformations are chronicled over generations.
It can make us cry
out for the genius occurring
now and in our past. How
the unseen, unknown participant
was made known to himself
through devotion to those outside himself. He
guides his city
into space.
So, the father and the teacher
guide the family and...
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Categories:
chevrons, city, cry, heart, history,
Form:
Verse
On WatchHe stands behind a wheel thick as a mans wrist, ornately spoked and polished, its diameter
half his height; which he fondly strokes as he gazes upon a horizon, red, as in anger, yet,
knows this is not the case and smiles.
His beard, speckled with...
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Categories:
chevrons, adventure, dedication, education, family,
Form:
Narrative
Tri-KuTri-Ku / Senryu
Frayed pants
aging tassels in the wind
work in progress
Patched dreams
soft comfort of renewal
love’s chevrons
Old boots
moldings of the soul
carry on
John G. Lawless
7/29/2017...
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Categories:
chevrons, life, love, relationship,
Form:
Senryu
Scars and StripesThey got them in service to their country
mementoes of it’s wars,
some for valor above and beyond
others for sweeping floors.
They all turned out in uniform
fulfilling the oath they took,
to protect and defend this country
we were proud of how they looked.
No matter draftee or volunteer
most were loyal...
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Categories:
chevrons, thank you,
Form:
Ballad
A Dream Within a DreamBeach shore entices me with its silence,
I dream I can walk above the waters,
the wind whispers and leaves a scud of foam.
I hug my solitude from a distance
some mythical god pulls me by the bend
a vision of two girls rips my senses.
One holds a...
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Categories:
chevrons, beach, dream,
Form:
Free verse
Tatty BrothersMy brother has just got inked,
with style - he's quite a dude
in this we are somewhat linked
as I am also tattooed.
neck and ankle, inked up twice
displaying them with class
though mine is not quite as nice
as it's placed upon my ****!
two Xs,and two...
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Categories:
chevrons, brother,
Form:
Free verse
Orwells Moustache: Part Iorwell’s moustache: PART I
the father of big brother
whose face can be found on the cover of
animal farm or nineteen eighty-four,
his two most popular literary achievements---
he stares back at us with a moustache---
a pencil moustache that seems to be grown
thicker than a No. 2,
so, maybe...
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Categories:
chevrons, life, men, men,
Form:
Free verse
JunkHer great grandkids found it in the junk corner of the attic. An old weather-beaten trunk, leather handles, a spring lock, an invitation to meet her.
They laughed as they pulled out some lost toys, that hat she always wore to church, and pictures,...
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Categories:
chevrons, america, family, military, war,
Form:
Haibun