Best Purple Heart Poems
purple heart on wall
coffin's flag furls in fall wind –
day to remember
*Entry for Deborah Guzzi’s Holiday Haiku contest in honor of Veterans Day
Radiant are the words
that painted your existance
Shinning are the details
swept with lyrical rhymes
Brightly sewn were intentions
that bless us day and night
A tapestry of beauty
in heart shapes and designs
A glowing presence expressing love
made of it's own light
Hopes that peddle effortlessly
that never wains or tires
Happy and content
circleing it's beautiful fire
Sparks sparkling words of care
Rainbow colours here and there
Stars that twinkle in the night
small white unageable lights
That lights above the perfect night
Just before the perfect day
I like the way
you decorated my heart
I really can't discribe
this kind of art
Colours are made to
dazzle the eyes
But what you've given
also pleases the blind
Rhyme and rythem
do not account for the deaf
But lives feel those
certian depths
I stand in awe
of your beautiful delights
Close my eyes
and say good night
A Tiff A Tat
Tittle Tattle
Gossiping
Hate Occurs
Who Suffers
Mankind
I Want This
I Want That
Who gets What
Republicans or
Democrats
Split in two
For a Country
Of One
Unwilling to
Share
Red and Blue
Mixed together
Is Purple
Our Country
Is wounded
We all now have
A Purple Heart
Destroyed by:
Politicians
Morning glowed, Phillip.
A purple fire burned beacon bright
against the stinging stench of napalm.
A thick thistle - two feet from your head,
wordless in speech, watched
with dark misfortune
curving letters of prayer
above your bleeding valor.
A crumpled martyr lying there,
innocent as a schoolboy
amidst the blare of gunfire -
asleep in our country’s eyes
dormant in the arms of an adopted comrade.
I held you - lost brother - tucked inside my soul;
nineteen and breathless.
The tears inside my empty lungs
spilled so softly onto your forehead
as I knelt in the center of August’s cancerous garden;
staring at the mud stained badge
nestled peacefully above your silenced heart.
I slowly ingested and tasted your
bullet-ridden honor, as I was viscerally blinded
by the sickening, piercing strobes
of a delicate mourning's
glow.
I remember the night
some time ago
that we were happy
my brother was coming home
I remember that he said
that he'll be back some day
well that day has came
and I can no longer wait.
but I had to wait
he didn't show
only the men
who were below
they said to me
in a way
that made a mess
swept away
my brother went away
and died
he was fighting for us
to save our lives
he was a soldier
like marines, airmen, and coast guards
that was it
the whole nine yards
but they are strong
and they always are
because they are men
with the purple heart
there gave there everything
there is never a fail
they stand strong
a strength we hale
hale our love and
hearts to all
to those who fly and those
who fall
There's a story id like to tell,
about a strong and brave marine,
a man to be called a true hero,
for all hes been through and seen.
You see this marine was far from home,
serving his country, and fighting with pride,
doing a job only a few can do,
with those very few by his side.
One day he set out,
on a mission that's better left untold,
this marine couldn't have seen it coming,
as a series of events unrolled.
This marine was severly wounded,
and now has to live with the scars of war,
but even though he has a long road ahead,
he'll always remember what he was fighting for.
In honor of this marine,
who did more than his part,
we salute, and thank you,
with the purple heart.
Once in a while
I rest my hand
over my chest
over my heart ~ BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM
to feel its song
to feel its beats
to contemplate
how it never
failed me
for all
these
years
after
eating
greasy
chicken
burgers
and fries
never
eating
enough
vegetables
or drinking
enough
water
but it still beats~BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM
it still sings though I feed it more bad than
good,it still rejoices THAT IS LOVE ,a love
we seldom feed our hearts, a love we
seldom feed each other.
Come on lets count our heat beats a little more~BAA DoooM BAA DoooM BAA DoooM
Lace of dreams - long time gone -
Embraces waist of maiden
An off- white whisper's subtle tone
Drops shyly pearls from Heaven
Breeze flutters holographic Me
My wounded captain has returned
I feel like floating rainbow glee
His eyes are red and face is stern
He drops his gear and runs through me
A desperate undertow of sorrow
I never felt so loved and free
He screams as there is no tomorrow
The dawn drops soundproof double door
I leave him lonely in the wild
Surrendered heart returns to war
As I find peace along with child...
for Carolyn's Contest "Ghost"
Dedicated to the Memory of
Pvt. Francis L. "Bubbie" Mitchell
KIA August 19, 1950
Bubbie was a brother
and a son who gave his life.
He joined to feed the family,
Times were hard, there was much strife
After two years in Japan,
They sent Bubbie to Korea...
The 35th Infantry Regiment
of the 25th Division
was among the first to enter.
To fight Reds was their mission.
Bubbie was due to be discharged
on the sixth day of September.
But, August 19th is the date
His buddies will remember.
The fog was thick that day
And the Reds crawled through the line.
When the boys found out about it,
It was battle time.
The Reds set up a 50 cal.
They'd captured in the fight.
Our boys were taking casualties,
And, with fire like that they might.
Bubbie ran from his position
like a rabbit from a dog.
There was nothing for protection,
Not a rock, and not a log.
At the truck he found a Browning
Automatic B-A-R.
He ran back dodging bullets,
Loaded up, and returned fire.
He knocked out that 50 cal.
and laid down heavy cover.
The boys could manage better then
And took care of the others.
When the fight was over,
Bubbie paid the highest price.
He'd never go back home again.
The Private gave his life.
What he did that day sent good boys home.
Now they're Great GrandPas.
His Mother was presented
A Purple Heart, and Distinguished Service Cross.
OH Purple Heart
Oh Purple Heart Upon my breast.
Covering the hole within my chest.
Where heart and love and soul did hide.
My love of country, my family, my bride.
Oh Purple Heart Upon my breast.
Like a Royal Guard I did my best.
Laying down my sword by the riverside.
On the Lords Wings to heaven I ride.
Oh Purple Heart Upon my breast.
A badge of honor. A badge at rest.....
Purple Heart Day ~~ Aug.7th.
Established by President George Washington in 1782
By: MAFLongfellow
I was a young man at the age of nineteen
When I was sent to a country on the other side of the world that I had never seen.
I was trained as an infantry soldier
With an M-16 rifle on my back;
And given an M-79 grenade launcher
In case of enemy ambush or attack.
Along with my Brothers In Arms, I fought in Cambodia and in the Highlands of the Vietnam jungles;
As soldiers, we were always faced with threats and struggles.
One unfortunate day, I was ambushed and shot with an enemy soldier’s rifle
His bullet struck and went through my arm;
At first, I didn’t know I was hit; perhaps my body was in denial.
Eventually, intense pain set in, the blood began to pour;
My lieutenant made the call for a medavac helicopter
To take me to a hospital so that I could be treated and cared for.
For my wounds sustained as a result of enemy action
I was awarded the solemn distinction of The Purple Heart;
My life has been forever changed
Because of this war in which I had to take part.
Flashbacks still haunt me in my head
Wounded, yes, but I thank God that I’m not dead.
As soldiers, we fight for our country and sometimes we make a great sacrifice;
As Purple Heart recipients, it’s our bodies that have to pay that ultimate price.
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MY PURPLE HEART
This is the greatest war known to man…the opening shots have been fired…I try to mask my fear with the face of bravery…I know I have to be strong…As my eyes wander the field in search of my fellow comrades…I see endless bodies of those who suffered a similar fate…some of which the deaths were self-inflicted because the pain was too much to bear…I become overwhelmed with thoughts of insecurity…I wonder if I’ll ever be the same…the pressure continues to build…I’ve become a nervous wreck…my hearts beats uncontrollably…I must find a way to maintain…surrender is NOT option…I remind myself that while fear is present…to always adapt and OVERCOME…with motivation and dedication I charge my way into battle…this is the greatest war known to man…this is the battle of…LOVE
-CiD
“Conformity Is Death”
Guide me to the campus of love,
a heart lost to a silent strike.
Teach me patience, I long for solace,
in hopes of tranquility as my teacher.
That if I dare fall,
cloud-like comfort will cushion me.
Welcome me back home,
tender loving care of untainted touches.
Welcome me back home,
I want to rest in the arms of my Love.
16 June 2022
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2
Sponsor: Mark Toney
Operation Enduring Freedom and the Purple Heart
The United States a country that thrives;
with strong men and women that are willing
to safeguard their loved country with their lives.
They march to a world that's unforgiving.
They never know how they will be received,
peaceful or with brash aim, long-dullness tire.
They're left vulnerable, sometimes deceived.
Confusion in front and rages inspire.
Underfoot the sounds of rock and gravel,
explosive bombs that have been camouflaged.
Towns and land, they travel to unravel.
The bolster morale being sabotaged.
Home wounded and marred, lack of confidence,
Purple Heart for a farewell performance.
1/16/2019
Poetry Contest: War Sonnet
Sponsored by: Mark Massey