Courage March Poems

Quote By Poet  "March will start Spring off with a big smile."

March is a great time of the year,
they even serve green beer.

 
March...

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Herstory from Battlefields to Laboratories
-	Daniel Henry Rodgers

Beneath stardust's scattered gleam, 
Her-story, a comet’s tail, blazing across time.

Through seasons it molds
...Once hushed now bold
We rise, a...

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an angel stands under a lonely pine
    showing the way to the lost souls 
       ...

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wow ~ luck now fills all my pockets 
overflowing with four leaf clovers 
 

Date Written:  2/26/2023 

"4 Place" 

Note: St Patrick's Day will...

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It's cold and it's windy
But still that crowd meets
To stand with respect 
At the top of Sharp Street.
The Bearers stand at attention
As though shrunken by...

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The month of March is now here.   

Pretty color blues appear.

Two fish swim with fun ~ great cheer.

St Patrick's Day always has green...

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Dear Lord,
give me the strength for today,
give me courage for today,
let only tranquility leave my lips,
let only serenity dwell in my heart.

_______________________
March 19, 2021


Poetry/Verse/Prayer...

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Just for the sake of saying "hello"

Courtesy garden variety/generic common Joe
who strives to achieve becoming 
(even posthumously) 
an esteemed writer likened to outstanding poe
whit –...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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To MOM; March 11,1979
This is the story of an animal trainer,
Whose mettle and courage, couldn't be plainer. 
A search'd reveal if you'd care to explore,...

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Eyes dark brown
Hint of opulence
Deep stares
Eyelids pose no indulgence
Mascara projecting a bold persona
Sometimes too intimidating to bear
Coy corner of vulnerability
Crumbles courage without care
Stone hearted countinence
No...

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Their voices overflow, unrestrained, consuming every corner, every coast, swelling with their battle cries
They carry their hopes, memories, promises, agony
held in their warrior eyes
They step...

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overladen snow covered crackle and crunch
though, this skeptic owned a doubtful hunch
that such 24/7 round the clock whether coverage
     would make...

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Red ants march militantly through the streets
Under the brutal sun a pig corpse heats and a thousand flies have made their church inside 

In the...

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Daddy used to march on a Sunday every year
I remember holding his hand until he saluted and then I saw a tear
"Something in my eye"...

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