Home Front Poems - Poems about Home Front

...When the sad worldly din, starts to close in- I notice a dearth of humor, the lightness of laughter I seek after, from the ministry of mirth. Last Thursday my daughter told me that week's fo......

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... Circumstantial evidence is weak, reticent statements left outta discovery; witnesses for the defense riskn purgery, cuz if they don't fear God, it's cuz they ain't heard of me! I relish the stree......

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...Syria’s Christians and Haiti The first Christian church was built in Syrian, as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentio......

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...There is fake blood on congressional walls, the outraged rage on though they are all unclear about whatever. Beyond our shores apocalyptic war gallops on four horses. A river of blood flows t......

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...Fearless and unrelenting in their pursuit, Bold and unwavering in their pursuit, They push against life's tide. Women, not slowed down by maternity, They run their courses with undying zeal, T......

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...We have toiled, we have laboured. we have launched into the deep, we wearied ourselves in tempest. endangering our lives for filths, Our summer too short for relief, and the winter too lon......

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...A time to weep, And a time to laugh; ......

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...In times of old, the men were kings, and the women were sub servient. It kind of worked, although not fair. What’s interesting is, no one complained to much, Since it was the way of the world, and th......

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...he remembers the autumn of 1942 when the troops moved forward before Stalingrad fell and winter crushed bodies and minds under fire tanks pulverizing soldiers and some falling by the wayside on......

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...Memories of a country past Growing up in a simpler time when things were unplugged fresh air was the norm playing ball with family and friends riding bike fast on the gravel, scrapped knees p......

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...Memorial Day, U.S.A. The morning sun o'er the parapet seen, Whilst heard on the wall the bugle call; ‘To The Colors’ as ‘Old Glory’ is raised, To half-mast this Memoria......

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...Another overwhelming day passed in the pastures of plenty The scene was tired and did not warrant a space on the news Just one more place with no conscience for mind numbed souls It was bitt......

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...Shuddering sounds echoed over the battle front Smoke rose from the cannon’s barrage of fire Distal vision blunted from the bursting bombs Cries of pain drowned out from the wounded brave. Photo......

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...THE GREATEST GENERATION by JOHN M. ARRIBAS Many Have Called Them the Greatest Generation They Had Struggled and Survived, an Ugly Depression It Was an Era of Hard Times and Simple Divers......

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...MY SIBLINGS' FATHER JUDGE BURDON other children feared monsters under their bed i feared the one living under our roof. his hair was nimbus black with a storm's thunder in his voi......

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