Best Futility Poems

The Futility of War


In every little town
The names are written down
Surrounded by poppies red
The young who went to fight
To do what they thought right
blindly followed those who led
To fields of mud and clay 
Where lives were blown away
A whole generation dead


 “Lest We Forget”---A phrase...

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There'll be another empty cot on the camp ground tonight.
Alas, a gallant soldier gave his all in the frightful fight.
His anguished pleas for peace were unheard o'er the battle's roar.
Will humankind ever learn from the barbarous futility of war?

There'll be a pair of empty boots...

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Futility
my heart breathes its last breath
Embraces its own death
Ready to be reborn 
and made anew

Can’t live a lie
Refuse to “do”
and I’ll DIE....
Focus now on why I’ll live 
And never touch the sky. 

I have to forget you
I have to reject you 
But I will never...

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No more new year resolutions,
 no more lie on government restitution,
 no republic can survive its dilution
 no more pandemic blues,
 no more wild-eyed cons[iracy cues
 no more revenue that's due,
just a prayer for every ordinary me and you;

give me liberty, opinion and my own...

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Futility

open your eyes
open them
I demand it

words shot
across sacred boundaries
aim for the heart, 
the living zone
to take it down, 
you down
into my ache

tears
useless
coruscating
acidangry drops
squeezed out 
between fired lashes
hot, burning
across cheeks
create deep channels
of frustration, pain....

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What CHOICE does one have at the crossroads of life
When winter sets in and SUMMER is done,
When the CANDLE does flicker with the roil and the strife,
When life seems to end when barely begun?

When does one gauge of the tides that are TURNING?
Your smile becomes...

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F or each life lost a mother grieves
U ntil the last shot is fired she will never sleep.
T ears will fall as we count the cost.
I ll winds blow as the war goes on.
L ove must prevail for peace to win
I t must stay strong...

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Out into the rainy streets,
the desolate, deserted byways
far beyond any visible horizons,
he entrusted his life force--
Energy that came back to him
as so many drafts and drizzles,
accumulating over the years
as puddles that caught his feet
and pounded at his foundations.
He was asked about the saying
that what goes...

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The sights and sounds
twist and twirl
only to decay
and die in peace,
upon a sea
amid the fronds of 
mediocrity
borne upon the 
wings of fate.
We look and cannot see
the things which bother most,
that nit and pick and boast,
and dare us to the test
of time to sit 
and twiddle...

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Cherry blossom lips
harpy of my clouded life,
order mocked by hips-
lashed, ocean blue eyes knife

Elegante, my unaware amour
masters the reasons I flee
archaic heroes of tragic lore-
rue their shades transpire in me.

I wonder at an angel's grin,
enrapt, hording her laughter.
Diamonds pale, like rivered stones,
incomparable company with my...

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catch the rainbow
a pot of gold awaits
futile quest...

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Behind a counter in china shop sits a woman.
Between right thumb, index, middle, and ring fingers she holds an egg.
On the back wall are shelves with plates and fowl.
On the counter are eggs, a chicken, and a hatchling.
With all the chickens, chicks, and china her...

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FUTILITY TWO

Extremism
Communism
Socialism
Fascism
Bigotry
Slavery
Misogyny
All futility
Humans need to want to change their attitudes,
Tolerance taught to chicks and dudes,
Set our daily intention,
No dumb arguments for attention,
Here's a job for your 'my sons',
On every building, a roof top garden,
The future is not too far on,
Instead of guns, grow Oxygen,
Yes, a...

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It has been a while since a flower has blossomed from my paper 
and embellished it with its benevolent sign of happiness
My happiness lies in you and it has been absent for as long as you have been
Ever since then, my life has been shrouded...

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I feel the futility 
after decades
of my fingers flitting
like dragonflies
over the keys 
my once hopeful heart 
shriveled and shrunken 
as a plum into a prune 
Shakespeare and Miller
Marlowe and Pinter
will never again 
pick up the plume
to pen another  
poem or play
yet they live on...

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