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Best Foxhole Poems

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To Manhood In a Foxhole
The silence...
The stillness
Akin to shadows, long fingers reach
Warriors and I
Lie here in the hallow
Fear…beside us, beseech!

Where is the enemy?
Whispers seem to ring out
Lips from my...

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Categories: foxhole, war
Form: Personification



Premium Member Christmas Eve In a Foxhole
'Twas just him and his thoughts in that cold and lonely hole,
Awaiting the sergeant's dreaded muster to begin the night's patrol.
For days the weary soldier...

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Categories: foxhole, holiday, warchristmas, mom, home,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Noah's Woods
On a darkened night in a full moon's glow 
Alone, I walk, on a midnight stroll 
Along the trail, where Old Buck roams 
A path...

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Categories: foxhole, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Auburn Haired Beauty
Crouching down, I'm foxhole bound,
crawling forward I seen it, its around.
I ducked my head, while covering one eye,
as soon as the enemies flare lit up...

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Categories: foxhole, war,
Form: Rhyme
Country Sundance
_attempt at a sonnet


A cuddled country voice nestles its'
Turbulent vibration deep in my skin
Land locked and dreading winters'
Icy fingers combing my body for oblivion

Tumultous currents...

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Categories: foxhole, passion
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member The Truth of Dearest Love Sworn, I Ask God How
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The Truth Of Dearest Love Sworn, I Ask God How

Over the grit-stained shoulders of ancient marble
Rests a million vagaries of humanity's million sins
Just as earth's...

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Categories: foxhole, art, life, love, magic,
Form: Sonnet
No Angels In Foxholes
There aint any angels in foxholes,
Jock Grey once said to me.
He was looking at a different scene
Than what we could both then see.

Just tension and...

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Categories: foxhole, dream, memorial, military, soldier,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member At Basketball
Basketball stands for war or battle.
That's why I think about the players'
personalities, in my foxhole or squad.
Danny and Ben are fast and smart. Dan
especially can...

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Categories: foxhole, basketball, body, games, history,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Private Schlink's Musings On the Vietnam War
Gawd!  I awoke this morning wondering what I'm doing in this miserable place!
I thought the oath I took was to defend America's shores, not...

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Categories: foxhole, warwar, home, america, home,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Looking Back Through Dim and Misty Eyes
A veteran of World War Two sat by his hearth thinking back on the war.
Through dim and misty eyes he recalled his buddies and the...

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Categories: foxhole, warchristmas, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
Fire Fight
How very inconsiderate,
dieing in the open;
shirking anonymity
behind the raging green.

You avoided the cacophony,
left random bullets blameless,
then when your God 
abandoned You,
He left

just You,

alone;
refused to leave...

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© Wayne Sapp  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: foxhole, war
Form: Free verse
Missing Fathers
My brother called to run by me
Some thoughts about our dad,
To see if mine would sync with
Certain memories he had.

He focused on a conversation
When, with...

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Categories: foxhole, fathers day,
Form: Rhyme
A Soldier's Prayer
A Soldier’s Prayer

I’m hearing the whispers in the night,
I know what I hear is just not right.
The whispers continue on and on,
Then all of a...

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Categories: foxhole, war, me, me,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Angel's Tribute
I fold my wings and sit and pray,
above hallowed ground.
His body beneath in earthly form,
his soul heaven bound.
Yes, to heaven, to be crowned
  ...

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Categories: foxhole, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Bow-Down Bitches
There’re many bow-down bitches that talk a mean game.

Sending their sons to war, they just can’t bare that pain.

They’d rather see people of color dying...

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Categories: foxhole, black african american, courage,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Shattered Sighs