Normandy Poems - Poems about Normandy

Normandy For man to set alight his earthly pyre was destined from the capture of the spark. T’was mere survival harnessing its fire to lift his primal world out of the dark. It seared his prey, it warmed his frigid night and let abyss beyond the Sun unveil. It lent its rays to bring his world to light and...

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Lest We Forget I can hear him now , calling me , lost in the dark , in the deep seas of Normandy, I can hear him now , god why have you forsaken me are the cries on the waves from the seas of Normandy . I hear the lighthouse bell ringing out , all...

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I will board a plane and visit the grave of that brave soldier who left his country to defend the principles of liberty banned by a heartless dictator who praised a pure race. In ocean-washed Normandy the fierce battle went on for days, American and British invaded the desolate beach, here the Normans called their home eventually, and leaving Sweden and the glaciers behind them in March, their bellicose...

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My Response To Normandy Poem by Gary Dop. Ships and boats are near Normandy shore, Searching for an enemy that they do abhor; While all the waves would continue to break, Did proceed to say prayers for God's sake. God gave much energy for us to be brave, Even though some will end up in a grave, And down on us all...

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Their courageous bodies lay like garland on the sandy shores of Normandy, Their duty there well defined. Fearless of every returning home And with their dying breath's they whispered For God, Country and the Flag Let Freedom Ring, Let Freedom Ring With their last full measure of loyalty and impeccable divine gratitude. Honor now their vestment! Their deaths filled with Integrity! ...

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Tombstones At Normandy Each tombstone is small sliver of a sheave; With love bring in and behind never leave; Memories exist; Will be missed; Thank God their souls he did retrieve. James Horn I am amazed how you can put so many words together in such an incoherent way and end up saying nothing at all. That is...

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Another Normandy Day Of this very poem, I am the creator, Even though it now may be much later, Thinking about Normandy and what was done Lucky and fortunate of them I was not one. They came on shore boats landing on sand Hopefully just like their leaders had planned Yet, water would rush over their head Which resulting in drowning and being...

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I was in-processing my Army unit in Germany when the fortieth anniversary of D-Day happened; but, alas, I couldn't leave. I wanted so much to be there to meet the old surviving veterans, to shake their hands and hear their stories. I had read accounts of D-Day-- June 6th, 1944. I had...

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There seemed to be so much suspense And Normandy did make the difference Many soldiers had all been on edge As they looked up at a high ledge. Hitler was with a deluded dream Of being best and reigning supreme As water reached each soldier's waste Approaching shore as they made haste. Soldiers' bodies became soaking wet And as closer to shore they...

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An eerie calm settled o'er Normandy Beach that solemn summer's night. The debris of battle was strewn 'neath the full moon's silvery light. The tide cleansed the beach of the blood of men who were in the fore; Brave men who'd faced the hell of war on that ravaged Norman shore! Those who gave their all, lay awaiting removal...

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Dawn breaks beyond the eastern sea I cannot help but wonder, What could it be, that sound I hear The sky's to clear for thunder, In secrecy they made their plans Deceptions, they are counting, For when this day ends, so solemnly To the victor is the bounty, I can hear their cries, of decades past As they echo through my mind, Those many souls,...

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There on the beaches lay a thousand dreams. There in the fields stand a thousand stones. There in the skies soar a thousand souls. There in the homeland weep a thousand hearts. There for the future sleep a thousand pasts....

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Velcro shod man lingers in the V.A. clinic for yet another visit; he slowly turns pages, reading pictures. Withered man peeking from beneath bushy eyebrows laying odds on another day at the park: stooping to stop the ball a kid just threw curved into the wheelchair. Sitting his old bowed head white and sparse of hair a tired head, tired of waiting to finish the landing....

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High on the Normandy cliffs Looking out over Pointe du Hoc As cold Atlantic winds whisper out The names of the brothers I left behind Now only fine marble monument shadows Dot the trenches and empty emplacements As the final testimony of the fallen Still ringing frightened with those desperate voices Proclaiming both their lives and death That they were ever here… In the...

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I stand looking out to the sea But in my mind Normandy is just a memory Of an early morning that day in June We said a prayer and faced our doom So many were lost that day Those memories will never fade away From the water to the...

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