Best Reveille Poems

A signal to arise.
I saw it in your eyes.
Reveille.

In good company
Aroused in your bed
Reveling with you
Reveille.

A celebration of the bugle
Your eyes of blue
So close to...

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reveille

morning mists surf winds
 spins and twirls over dark hills ~
  summer sun sleeps in

daybreak paints with mists
 dawn tumbles out of darkness ~
...

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The trill under the
morning star
rings out a gusto
and vivacious song.
Oh! Sweet merle your irrepressible melody
defies all that is logic, the chill piercing morning
still only an...

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Kiss by the Passing Breeze of Awakening

Dust of divine whimsy
Flutters softly on unconscious cheeks
With ephemeral dawning
Fleeting like the flash of silver sandals
In moonlight - here...

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Their murkiness has begun, an agony may follow,
Yet, you can see their faint smiles with their eyes losing their glow;
There’s a cap on their head...

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MERRY CHRISTMAS*


M-Miraculously
E-Ecstatic 
R-Reveille 
R-Regenerating   
Y-Yuletide 

C-Christ’s 
H-Heavenly  
R-Righteous  
I-intervention 
S-Stirring  
T-Towards
M-Man’s 
A-Assured
S-Salvation


© Demetrios Trifiatis
    20 DECEMBER 2013


*Merry...

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The glamorous uniform looked sharp in the posters about town.
Recruiters convinced the lad to join the Marines of great renown!
Reveille called, sergeants screamed, another tortuous...

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The brazen wind flows through the naked trees, 
where multitudes of scrawny fingers attached 
to stout limbs conduct the aria.

the trill of the dawn
awakes the...

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A subtle march hush saddles the valley
whilst dawn’s reveille is the seagulls call
staid water’s brim against ancient galley
once flew the ensign how the mighty fall.
For...

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I have a dear feathered friend who greets me each day at dawn!
He likes to dwell in and around the crab apple tree on my...

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At dusk the amber eye begins to close
Our dusty anthills fading from its sight
The midnight moonfright black-lit aura grows

Entrenching us in hollow, fiend-filled night
We lose...

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SCENERY  TO PAINT



Every day we  reviewed them in  parade attitude
Along the Snake River in the Tetons’ solitude,
Or at attention on the banks...

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SONNET FOR BARBARA
As the prettiest girl in class it was no wonder
That you were chosen to play the sleeping beauty
In that little haven of peace...

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(December-January))

The brazen wind flows through the naked trees, where multitudes of scrawny fingers attached to stout limbs conduct the aria.

the trill of the dawn
awakes the...

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I hear the clarion bugle calls at Fort Carson when conditions are just right,
Sounding "Reveille" at break of dawn to the mournful sound of "Taps"...

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