Remembrance Poems - Poems about Remembrance

NOVEMBER 2022 Rightly so, the poppies flood Early in the winter sky Merrily stood in field, and this Existence of mine has passed by Maybe they'd watch us contend But are authorities ever sober? Early now, in Winter's sky Realise how they owed her Unwillingly ignorant to the loss, they'll be Scorching their retinas, a veil of red...

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Raggedy Army As morning bathes in spring sunshine A raggedy army stands in line. Unkempt and ragtag, oddly sized, Unarranged, disorganised. Red, a splash among the grey A new parade at dawn each day. Some heads drooping, some held high, A handful gazing at the sky. Fresh and bright to start the morning, Most won’t see a new day’s dawning. In summer’s heat, the same routine...

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Today is the day Twenty-nine years to the day Life changed forever ...

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Your Remembrance A time, just a time, lived to you in his heart, passed age, this love Age, nothing remained, an empty marble tablet in a cemetery park Your path walk is late, didn’t you see? Worn, unreadable letters On the stone, all the noble sentences were addressed to you, only But, but someone is waiting for you. In...

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Raak jy aan my Die more son is ‘n kus op my wang So sag soos ‘n veer, raak jy aan my met die son en maak my verlang, Die straal in die maan lig, streel my oë So sag en teer, raak jy aan my dat ek jou sien met ander oë. Die wind waai en my omhels So hou jy my...

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Duty calls from valleys deep and wide, Wide like hearts where brave resolve does bide. Bide the storms, through fire and endless rain, Rain of trials met with a calm refrain. Refrain from fear when darkness clouds the sky, Sky holds hope where eagles dare to fly. Fly with honor carved in steel and soul, Soul forged firm in sacrifice and role. Role...

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Dear Ma, if this letter finds Your gentle hands, your quiet eyes, Knowing I have fallen where silence climbs, Beneath a blood-rubbed, broken sky. The wind here howls like wolves in chains, Gnawing the bones of godless ground. The trees wear coats of charred remains, Their arms outstretched but never found. Our prayers are whispered into mud, Where poppies bloom from brothers' blood. And every...

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Today my thoughts are on Master Sergeant Joe D. my brother who was four years younger than me. Growing up Brother Joe was always the battler, he took no one’s “stuff” and was never a prattler. At twenty one I entered and Brother Joe came soon, to the Army’s ways Joe seemed to quickly attune. He rose to Master Sergeant in...

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The bugle sleeps, a mournful, hollow sound, As silence falls upon this hallowed ground. For those who fell, beneath a foreign sky, Who gave their all, for freedom, and to die. A moment's hush, for hearts that ceased to beat, For dreams unfinished, victories incomplete. For green fields, now stained with crimson red, For voices still, and...

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The day is solemn time to reflect a thankfulness for sacrifice Flags placed to honor Names carved on stone Dates of lives gone Grace and silent prayers No need for spoken words shed a few tears White crosses far to many numbering those lost who gain us this day of remembrance The Quiet screams louder than a thousand bombs rapid screech of gun fire explosion of a grenade the agony...

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It looked just like a coaster— a membrane of soft plastic, yellow, green and cobalt blue, the colors swirling at your touch, like it could feel something too. I did not know ‘til later, that it also reflected you. I thought it just a trinket, a trick of vinyl and hue, given not with coy delight, but offered straight and true. It changed when touched ...

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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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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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