Best Marine Poems
A winged mermaid blossoms,
awash with marine snow ~
Poseidon's ocean-pearl,
breathing jasmine sirens
as iced eyelashes curl...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
when fish-angels ache for
arctic apricity,
and glacial nymphs carve a
cruel felicity...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
as strawberry conch shells,
drape the neon sea-star ~
my minty sun trembles,
and sheds its sherbet scar...
A winged mermaid blossoms,
hearts of manta rays swath
with love's ivory rose -
unfurling aqua kins,
that ruby thorns unfroze...
Murmur ambience above the endless
horizon freewheel briny breeze filled sea.
Nascent movements from their shells come to be
unfurled winks, life beating hearts is timeless.
Calm hums over the ocean and appease
the emotional storm; where bright blue sky
meets the indigo sea, cap speechify
sea foam waves roll into shore shortly ease
before moving back into the sea depth.
With a deep breath of woven weariness
emerge with no utter rebuff weakness
white salt spray in its size and greatest breadth.
Gems of life marine mammals, coral, fish,
turtles, seabirds, rays, octopus, and starfish.
8/13/2019
Poetry Contest: 'Your best sonnet July-December 2019'
Sponsored By: John Hamilton
I swim in a crystal clear sea the colour of aqua marine.
I gaze upon your beauty with my aqua marine eyes.
Sailors treasured me as a present from the mermaids.
Neptune in the heavens is my planet in the sky.
And the month of my birth means aqua marine your mine.
You calm my anxiety and give me courage I don't cry.
Yes aqua marine your mine and I am Gemini.
comp entry 21/10 blue
red sky above
silver crested waves
full of seagulls
breaching dolphins
grey arches.
A Marine
By Joeysguy
This fellow at the age of twenty
A Marine he became to be
He was no different than any other Marine
He stood proud, he stood tall and he was lean
He vowed
That he would make his family proud
After finishing his training he was hurt
An accident left him bleeding, broken, and in the dirt
Was someone watching over him that day
People wishing him well with lots of kind words to say
Off to the hospital where doctors put him under the knife
He had a few set backs, he’s learning new ways of life
He lost the ability as a Marine to go and fight
For a new career he has something else in sight
So many people’s hearts he had won
Everyone is so proud he’s far from done
Not much matters when it comes to size
He still stands tall in our eyes
I know he has more to give and he’s not done
I know this, because he’s our grandson
We wish him much love
From one of us here and one of us from above
Son, I'm so proud that you elected to serve in the United States Marines.
Military service is a family tradition - it just happens to be in our genes!
Your forefathers have worn the uniform since the genesis of this nation.
All were privileged to serve, feeling that it was their solemn obligation!
One of your distant relatives served as a lieutenant in The Revolution.
He lost an arm at Brandywine to boost this nation's glorious evolution!
A soldier on your mother's side was a sergeant in the Battle of New Orleans.
In letters he told of subsisting on meager rations of rancid pork and beans!
A grandfather shouldered a musket in the Mexican War affair.
Another, a corporal of cavalry in the Union Army served with elegant flair!
In the Spanish-American fray, one of your kin charged up San Juan Hill.
Your great grandpa led a platoon in World War One with consummate skill!
Your granddad was a fighter pilot in the South Pacific and became an ace,
And he later soared as an astronaut through the vast reaches of space!
I was privileged to serve as an army chaplain during the Korean War.
Your Aunt Sarah served with distinction in Viet Nam with the Nurses Corps!
So, you see son, you have a distinguished heritage upon which to build,
Serving all humankind to ensure that our quest for liberty is fulfilled!
Godspeed, Marine! Here's my old wartime copy of the Twenty-Third Psalm.
When assailed from all sides, it will provide you with great solace and calm!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 4 in Gail Doyle's "Writing A Heartfelt Poem To A Soldier" Contest
July 2012
As she puts on her military uniform,
She's proud; proud to serve her country.
Yet, there is a dark cloud of memory,
Up the hill from home under an old oak tree.
She can picture in her minds eye,
The mans scarred ugly face.
She feels hands of betrayal as she continues to cry,
Such nasty oily hands touching her all over the place!
She wants to fight; God knows she wants to fight,
But shes young and so very frail.
She can't sleep for worry he'll visit her at night,
Like the bogeyman from hell!
She eventually gets taken away from home,
Rescued by a foster family in another town.
There were times she felt utterly alone,
But confidence and smiles replaced her frown!
She grew up over coming insecurities,
And becoming a beautiful woman so brave.
She destroyed those emotional demonic entities,
And buried them deep in her mental grave!
Today, she is among the elite,
She is an emotional, physical fighting machine.
She no longer wears shackles on her feet,
She knows no defeat; for she is A Marine!!!
2/9/2016
Freedom won
Lost of one
Lives touched
Standing proud
One by one
Life on the line
Bullets to bombs
Freedom is the fight
Trained for war
Forward they go
Front line is the spot
Here to fight
21 shots
Folded flag present
There he goes
One brave marine he was
I was at a website earlier today and a lady was asking if anyone knew of a Marine
poem since her son was being deployed. I thought it was a shame that she didn't
know of any Marine poems so within a few hours I had written one:
I am a Marine, I have answered a call
To defend our land and I always stand tall
I look to the flag and I love what I see
I salute America, our land of the free
I fight side by side to protect our country
Keeping it safe for you and your family.
I have carried the wounded to keep them safe
I have bandaged the cut knee of a small waif.
I have raised our flag with my fellow soldiers
I’ve given out food to starving villagers.
I’ve bled for America, still I have fought.
I would die for my country without a thought.
I stand before you a proud man, a Marine.
I’ve been to lands and the sights I have seen
From the war in Vietnam to Desert Storm
Make me proud to stand here in my uniform
My hair is grey now; I still say Semper Fi
Once a Marine, always a Marine till I die.
Your uniforms are all
Lined up in order
I noticed the blood stripe that had been added
Along time ago
I heard your medals clinking together
As you tucked them all away
I stepped back in time
You once stood
On yellow footprints of those before you
Chaos surrounding your new world
A flashing moment's thought,
“What have I done?”
Went through your mind
In 13 weeks you were broken down
Rebuilt back up
As a United States Marine
30 days of field training
Never ending
Rolling into years
Deployment
Seeing the world
Seeing more then you will ever say
4 years ago on top of the Reaper
The Eagle, Globe and Anchor
Was placed in your hand
Forever in your heart
Today you stepped off those footprints
You have been following
While serving our Country
Taking a step forward into the civilian world
Creating your own footprints
Each step of the way
You wear no medals
Nothing shouting “I am a Marine”
But anyone can see
From the way you stand
Taking in your surroundings
The manner in which you hold yourself
Prepared to face any challenges ahead
My simple word to you my son
Remain the same as the as the day you first left
“Spread your wings and soar,
never let anything stop you on your life’s journey.
If ever in doubt look to the sky
as the Eagle circles above
Letting you see the possibilities ahead of you.”
You are now a
United States Marine Veteran
Your heartbeats
Once a Marine, Always a Marine
My heart beats
Once my Son, Always my Son.
Jennifer Kiesling (c)2017
Let me tell you what its like,
to fall in love with a marine,
he’s my hero, lover and my friend,
when he’s in his shade of green.
He makes me laugh when I am down,
he is with me through every stride,
and he fights for his country,
with his brothers by his side.
He stands tall and proud,
wearing his medals across his chest,
hes seen and done it all,
but knows he’s no better than the rest.
He never forgets where he comes from,
this devil dog is always true,
he always has a positive attitude,
no matter what hell hes gone through.
Every day I worry,
for there’s a chance hes called to war,
but I know he’ll make it back to me,
cause it’s us hes fighting for.
But if that time comes,
and he must leave us for the last time,
I’ll never forget that special day,
the day I made him mine.
But that’s looking to far ahead,
cause that’s few and far in between,
but thats a chance you have to take,
when you fall in love with a marine.
Bike to Work day: escorting the funeral of Marine Albrak Omar
Loch David Crane
Patriot Guard Riders
September 2009
No more classes now that I've been fired!
Patriotism is my job: I’m retired.
The Patriot Guard rides almost every day
to bring a flapping flag line on display.
We ride to work with combustion and chrome
to bring the bodies of our brave troops home.
In a strange twist for love of our country
This Arab Albrak was a volunteer
who gave America his youthful years
to make Iraqui people finally free.
He gave his life: I give my afternoon
remembering our heroes at high noon.
Packed in ice, he came home to his Mom;
his body was prepared by an Imam.
As the Marines push forward as if to shrug feigning indifference for the lives that have been taken to the god of which they believe to be unforgiving all they can do is push forward and move to their already known perilous fate and meet death face to face and dance with the devil and once this happens their mission has become complete because all you can do as a Marine is sweat Crude Oil And Bullets
A man once said Wars come and go but our soldiers are eternal
16/9/2015
I had always said, from the start,
I'd never let a marine have my heart.
But when you walked into my life,
I knew I wanted to be your wife.
Although it can sometimes be hard,
I love you whether you're near or far.
And when it comes to you being gone,
The love you give me keeps me strong.
You have given me more than I could have dreamed,
My wonderful, lovely Royal Marine.
A little boy, a wonderful home,
A piece of happiness to call my own.
While we wait for number two,
It reminds me daily how much I love you.
When your not here, I do feel sad,
But then I remember, you're not just my husband,
Your the boys incredible dad.
The distance is great, but our love is greater.
Our love is strong, and it makes me stronger.
Until you get back, you're in my dreams.
My handsome, soul mate, Royal Marine.
Endings,
Unwrap these
Crimsons.
Leaves falling
Soon and I am
Not the Catcher.
But you, you
Sports Fan,
Like the
Lover chases
His tail, now.
I do.
And I pray.