Short At The Eleventh Hour Poems

eleventh minute
          of
eleventh hour
          of
eleventh day...

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On eleventh hour,
of eleventh day, this month.
Peace at last, war ends....

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Remembrance Day, eleventh hour silence
Soldiers stand and salute
Freedom’s price paid today.

© 2014 CM Davidson...

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Dear Chairman:

It is the eleventh hour, Mr. Eleven,
nearest possible time ere it's too late.
Best days done, this is no seventh heaven.
Time will tell, will you become Xi, the Great?

May 23, 2020

contest:  XI Poetry
sponsor: Anthony Slausin...

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Eleventh hour—
	young men perished,
	their hopes and dreams all lost:
	Ypres, The Marne, Verdun

of the
Eleventh day—
	silent, fell guns,
	and stillness took the front:
	Argonne, Belleau Wood, Amiens

of the
Eleventh month—
	the war men claimed
	would end all others:
	sadly, it did not...

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Men who hulking thugs lobby, 
Now and then their hobby
To winning rivals clobber, 
Hitting them until they slobber; 
Their tunes for the piper
A much worse viper,
Venom as good a wiper
As enemy- silencing sniper.

Old owners of power 
Mythical the eleventh hour
Their only message for The Youth:
A not- yet- your- time hurting truth....

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A moment to remember the brave
Who fell on foreign fields.
Who gave their lives for us to run free,
Who fought for King and country
For us to live in peacetime.
At the eleventh minute
Of the eleventh hour
On the eleventh day
All falls silent.
A last post calls
Answered by prayer.
Let us not forget
In our remembrance,
There is still a war somewhere....

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Day by day
my heart lingers
over a deadly day
a day darker
the dead of a night
the day of September eleven
openly souls to their eleventh hour
folks hymn sorrows
tasted salt-like drops
far, far
on my tube
my skin shiver
shriek to the sight of thousand
winding-sheets
Requiem! Requiem!! 
In the air
pity, pity on the globe
die not sand-coated
how callous thy be....

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It seems so late,

on your answer we wait.

 Time is just an illusion,

we search for our conclusion.

 As hours turn to ashes,

in love, we see the flashes.

 The final hour is here,

fortold by the seer.

 In that hour we live,

the eleventh hour to give.

 Only heirs know that hour,

for in him we have power.

 In victory we proclaim,

the glory of his name.


by johnaarongreen

copyright 2008...

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A man collected a dime
To commit a crime;
The wildest cheer
After lifting his spear;
A decided thrust
On a flesh asking for eleventh-hour trust
But surely heading for the dust
Where iron and steel also rust.

Execution, now enjoying a mime,
On the victim’s nostrils a filmy slime;
Off and on receiving a ghastly tear,
Here and there an agonizing sear.

Murderer keeps looking at his time,
Job’s delayed completion his own crime....

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On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day
 
 Of the eleventh Month. In silence we will stand. 

For the brave heroes that gave their lives in air 
on sea and land

They gave the ultimate sacrifice in conflicts
 that was war. 

To give us freedom and a better life is what the
 died for 


So bow your head in respect and silence
 and be proud of what the have done. 

And remember the spoken words of we will 
remember them at the rising of the sun 


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The eleventh hour yet I still wake,

My thoughts are drowning me,

pulling me under with confusion for hands.

My only concern is what my heart desires,

My deepest wish, is that what I fear?

Does my heart deceive me? 

I was told to write from my heart. 

Express yourself! 

So I wrote what I couldn't comprehend.

A universe of thoughts  I couldn't perceive,

is that what my heart truly desires?

To understand - the worlds rhapsody.

What does your heart desire?...

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