Loss 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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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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As our Lord was resurrected 
He left behind symbols of the torture to which He was subjected 
To remind us of his sacrifice 
With the...

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Father Christ went down to earth from the Heavenly Kingdom 
Mother Mary bore Him in a humble manger with animals
He had a presentation at the...

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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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Washing my face at night - I drown in sorrow.
Patting a towel on my skin. Pressing firm.
Laughing causes wrinkles. Everyone knows that.
Yet humor is one...

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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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 Thine yellow tulips sigh — they’re side by side

in sunny thrill. The cold dissipating.
In fact it’s running cold, the clarity
of Spring apparent on the...

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Snow lay hard and crunching on the ground,
 brilliant white blinding reflections of the sun
 and daylight savings time marks and says
 let's spring ahead
like...

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A day of somber remembrance
           My beloved father passed away
     ...

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To war we march in search of peace.
Young men and women bright eyed and naïve
learning lifelong lessons from the deceased.

To spread democracy, the world we...

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Behind all of the glamour
Hidden by the glitz
Under all the spray on tans
And distracted by the ****

Lies a Vegas like no other
Not the one you...

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NO GLORY FOUND
 
No glory found and no guilt ever apportioned 
For those guiding young men to wars uncautioned,

The chosen too often of colour, unlearned or...

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Marching and dancing and singing
in and of and for healthy climates
regenerating wealthy landscapes,
ideally coming together,
like masturbating in pubic,
but subtly, and trans-genderally clothed,
only on the inside...

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Weaving wicked tales atop this mountain
The Kingdom has reached its peak
Black box warfare once again leads us to ruin
Turning the golden sun bleak

Cleansing yourself of...

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