Flags Poems

Red Flags

Here I lay alone in bed
How to pay in my head
Attention to flags of red
Look at action despite what’s said

Red Flags and Realizations

We started like a story,
You read me cover to cover,
Pretending you cared—
Just long enough to smother.

You said all the right words,
But your hands told the truth.
You weren’t in it for love,
Just the body of my youth.

I was a game.
A joke.
A cure for your boredom.
While you hid someone else—
Your loyalty was a phantom.

I was never your partner,
Just a place to pass time.
You wanted what was mine,
But never to make me mine.

When I spoke of my battles,
The darkness I faced alone,
You smirked—
Like pain was punchline,
Like I was weak to the bone.

You laughed when I cried,
Mocked what I felt.
As if my mind was broken,
And your jokes were how it dealt.

But I see it now.
The gaslighting.
The games.
How I was only a conquest,
Not a name.

You broke me—
But through the cracks came light.
And I finally saw the truth
I was too in love to fight.

You were a walking red flag,
Dressed in fake affection.
All charm, no depth,
Just lies and deflection.

But I’m free now.
Not yours, not fooled, not small.
You wanted in my pants—
But you’ll never have my soul at all.

Red flags

Red Flags

He hides his phone when you’re near,
Fingers fumble, clouded fear.
Notifications off at night,
Darkness veils the glaring light.

Silent whispers in his chest,
Half-truths spoken, half repressed.
“Just some work,” he softly pleads
But trust can’t bloom from poisoned seeds.

Location off, a phantom’s trace,
You’re left to wonder, left to chase.
His stories shift, they twist and turn,
Your gentle heart begins to burn.

In love’s sweet game, we learn to see
The masks they wear so carefully.
A flashing sign, a warning clear:
Red flags appear
believe them, dear.

Red Flags

Within me lays a vacancy,-
a searing pain deep in my heart. 

Despite how we had left things-
I cannot stand being apart. 

This cavern in my chest- 
It aches for you, and only you. 

Your absence tears my soul, 
and leaves my insides black & blue. 

So many priceless moments- 
(I wouldn't) trade them for the world.

But sometimes, dear, you scare me... 
I watch as your darkness unfurls. 

You become a different person-
(lately,) it's been more so than not. 

Where did your softness go?-
Don't think once that I forgot.

It hasn't disappeared, of course-
You still speak to me sweet nothings.

You lift me to the skies-
make sure I know that I'm worth something.

Know in my heart you love me...-
(or) maybe that's just what I hope.

Just what are these red flags?-
Where are they from? How do I cope?

I'm sure things will be fine-
we all have bad days after all.

I know that you've been stressed-
So, I'll be here in case you fall.

All that being said-
we can't be stuck like this forever.

(So,) I'll survive all of these storms-
if it means we can be together.

Red Flags

The commonplace
entertains the unspeakable.
Horror yellows in vaults.
It is all recorded, all labeled
all explained or condemned.

We keep the worst atrocities close,
create libraries to warehouse
the obscene and gruesome.
We have photographed
every current ghastly act.

Pundits endlessly debate
the proverbs of ancient spiders.
Dragons guard the cribs
of our future demons.
Serpents thought read our dreams.
Slaughter demands its place in the sun.

Who then are we
to command this tide of blood
that washes so viscously
against our feet?

Flags

Flags

One flag. Two flags
Three flags. Four

The red  flags were
Popping up. 
But I chose to ignore. 

From no pictures together 
Or letting the world know
That I was your man
And you were my girl. 

I fell for you hard and told 
You my fears. And you said 
You were different 
And I had nothing to fear 
Because we were perfect for
Each other. And I would not 
Shed a tear. 

But here I am now. Going
Through the pain. 
Because I fell in love 
With someone who didn’t 
feel the same. 

Your words melted my heart
But your actions proved true
You just wanted me for what 
I could do for you. 

Now your with another man
And I’m not even a second 
Thought. 
I should have paid attention 
To those flags. 
And maybe now I wouldn’t 
Have a broken heart. 

JHG3

of flags and freedoms

Ah yes,
Freedom, liberty,
Individualism
Melded into a nation.
Flags will be waved
By those denied a flag
Chants will be shouted
By those who forget
Patrick Henry’s
“give me liberty
or give me death”
forgetting the price
freedom and liberty
exacts from those
who seek it, cherish it,
fight and die for it
those who would condemn
our flag may raise flags
that denied them the right
and freedom and liberty
to do so in the country’s
they fled
save for the indigenous peoples
we are all intruders of a sort
immigrants
in search of
freedom
liberty
and the individual’s right
to respect one flag
while waving
another

Flags

Flags    

Such a delicately beautiful flower
With a subtle refined and heavenly scent.
It stands above the others like a tower
And its sweet perfume into the air is spent.
Though it doesn’t have a great deal of power
It leaves most everyone peacefully content.
It adorns gardens of houses everywhere
And is planted in graveyards to show folks care.

Red Flags

I saw those red flags waving.
I should have run away.
But then he smiled, I was beguiled, 
and so I thought I'd stay.

The warning bells inside my head,
I paid them all no heed
and chose my path to follow his 
wherever it might lead.

I heard the whispers behind my back.
I caught him in his lies.
His silver tongue convinced me that 
I shouldn't believe my own eyes.

I wanted him to be true.
Though it could never be.
There were red flags everywhere.
I was just too blind to see.

Now he's gone and I'm alone
with trust issues galore.
So now with a flutter of the smallest red flag, 
I run right for that door.



10/11/2023

Imagine

Imagine if the wind didn't blow anymore
or the sun didn't disappear behind the mountains.
Imagine if the barriers didn't exist, 
all free to enjoy what we have been given.

Imagine if our wings had never been cut to be flying above our beliefs.
Imagine if there were no soldiers to be sent to fight,
no men death on the fire line.

Imagine a life with all the skin 
colours making a new flag
standing against the wind
for everybody to kneel down.

Imagine rivers with no blood
but water to run through,
free fish to swim in
playing games for new beginners.

Imagine if we all be embraced
taking appart our differences,
sailing on the same boat
against the cruelty of life. 

Imagine to accept 
the unacceptable
to join hands together 
to be only ONE

Red Flags

After you cheated
    I wanted to gag
    I don’t know how
     I missed all the red flags

You'Re No Good For Me

Closed off heart
when you came around.
Persistent you were
with your primitive tongue.
Sweet lies lined your foreign lips—
Surprise. The soul wanted in and considered this.   

Red flags—waved in the wind.
So many, but who was counting.
Those who live long say ‘Life is Short’. 
I say—
Adventure is a reward to the seeker who sought.
No need to fear feelings
when you can roll with the flow and explore.
A matched union?
Perhaps yes, perhaps no. 

A scented candle burned
to its wick’s end. 
Jasmine scent seeped from its heat 
in a puddle of melted wax.
Hot, hot, hot—too hot,
Sizzling. Heat erupting from within.
Too hot, too hot. Argh! Argh!
Only your touch could turn off the heat;
but the reality is ‘You’re no good for me’.

Two Flags

A small boy, carrying two flags
Russian and Ukrainian, smeared with red

Today is Memorial Day
A day for the American flag, I said
The lad shook his head

What matter, he said
Brave soldiers lie dead ~
  Red, the lifeblood they bled

12 Flags

12 pillars.
2 fates
1 decision

Exempted actions, by masking the past with elegant words, preplanned manned with extraordinary deviance. But I’m the only immortal that has to deal with previous:

“issues” 
of 
“issues” caused by the other fate. The worst fate? The right?  This is where the road forks. Do you risk it? Is it worth it? What merit has been given to be given a chance. 

But that’s the answer: chance.

Do you chance it on fate? Or hate the outcome after the decision.

Premonitions leading to self doubt and questioning. 

Deducing outcomes

But there’s only one… right?

12 flags, all red and white.

Surrendering up old habits or signs of repetition? 

The colors are mixed well.

In completion

Completing what exactly?

Our Flags Are Who We Are

when we hear
the 
drumbeat of war
the
hands of death
upon our shores
now
our plows turned
into 
guns and swords
thus
our flags are who we are
while
we taste the clouds of war

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