Remembrance Poems - Poems about Remembrance

hannah’s song with cotton clouds above her and yellow daisies at her feet she danced to a quiet sonnet of freedom hands outstretched and palms towards the heavens her blonde hair flowed like summer showers as she watched waving daisies swaying, dancing to the refrain of daybreak only moments before morning had nudged us more gently than a marshmallow circle on her hungry lips pulling the bed sheets away smiling...

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Elsie, I 'ave just returned from my visit to see my family over seas. Was nervous getting on the plane, but turned out to be a breeze. Jeff’s boy Jason 'is wife an kids in Australia, spoiled me a treat, They are in Sydney and seemed glad that we finally got to meet. They took me to...

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The canvas tents, a sturdy line, Beneath Bataan's familiar shine. PNOC's grounds, a verdant spread, Where youthful adventures were led. The scent of earth and coastal air, A memory beyond compare. The crackling fire, a cheerful blaze, Through those uncomplicated early days. Learning knots by lantern light, As fireflies danced in the fading night. Exploring trails with eager feet, Where jungle whispers soft and sweet. The bugle's...

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They do not march now, but they still stand-- shoulder to shoulder in quiet granite lines. Each flag breathes like a memory fluttering in the hush between heartbeats. They are not just names, not just dates-- they are echoes of last letters, mud-heavy boots, songs sung beneath a foreign sky. We walk between them, heads bowed, and feel the weight of freedom we never had to earn. This silence is not...

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Flowers for a new day, Flowers for a fresh start, I’m embracing a new beginning, A way of winning. Flowers of spring, A blooming garden, The joy of my mother’s heart, She sings a new song. Flowers for tomorrow, Yesterday was a withered meadow, Days...

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Beret shaped and brushed Trousers pressed, bulled shoes, Booted and suited for Eighty years old news. Victory in Europe End of a long haul Time to celebrate And reflect on it all. Not a full peace though, For three months more Fighting continued In the Pacific War, Finished by an event to Separate future from past, The devastation caused By that first nuclear blast. Eighty years later most Of those Veterans...

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On the Dam, where silence breathes so deep, An evening of mourning, promises to keep. Two minutes for those who gave their all, Their names whispered through time’s quiet hall. From '45 to now, a growing light, Resistance heroes, Jews lost to night. Roma and Sinti, their stories untold, We honor their pain, their voices of old. In Indonesia, another fight bled, Peace missions...

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Graced to Serve Graced by Your light, I rise to humbly praise, Placed in Your care, my heart begins to sing, Faced with Your love, my soul forever stays, Embraced by grace, new strength You daily bring. Chased from despair, Your mercy lights my way, Based on Your truth, my path...

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War shapes the warriors it touches, leaving behind vestiges that linger in their lives long after the battlefield fades from view. In Recon Marines: Searching for the Real Enemy, we are thrust into the unrelenting grip of Vietnam's jungle, a landscape both indifferent and eternal. Yet the war waged in the depths of memory proves...

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#Yes_I_agree_I_killed_her Diabolical thoughts runs amok, In this room, adrenaline takes over, Nothing makes sense, right now. Trying to compose self. Her griping nails, peircing through my neck, blood paints my shirt red, the gripping stiffening. Gasping for breath, begging and pleading through my eyes, voice choked inside me. My face turns blue, body start shutting component to component, wrestling off her...

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In the halls of learning, where whispers grow, Two hearts met, began to glow. A glance, a smile, a moment shared— A silent bond, unspoken, yet declared. Through bustling streets and crowded halls, They walked together, love enthralled. A sip of tea, an evening stroll— In laughter and talks, their hearts felt whole. But love was shadowed by a wall, A faith divide, a...

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Railroads and Stair Ties inside his french rent everything went wrong at night the city creeps in behind and around your backs having two different doorways wondering when you lock yourself in and upstairs music's happen after you walk to work so during brunch her boyfriends manage the street sign like thats gonna work...

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Amiable and jolly, tireless but fun The unerasable convivial one Appreciative for what you rendered. That is how you are remembered. The fits of laughter that you gave once As we beamed through your simple jest ,     The epicure side of you reminds us of you best. When we relish anything you liked once, Only the moments that can be clinged to, Collection of...

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You leave without asking them to wait. You disappear without expecting them to remember. And yet— when the time comes, they show up. Not with questions. Not with expectations. Just with the quiet knowing that you are still here, that you are still you, that you were never forgotten. And that is enough....

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Bunch red flowers Where have you gone Long time passing. Dress red people Where you going Prim and proper. Starbucks full Shakey's brimming With love to hide. Couple with pride Where have you been Red in tandem....

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