Short Bugle Poems

towering antlers,
pierce the morning horizon:
bugle in the fall....

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past the bugle call
an infinite people dance
shop like carts walk off...

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I didn't hear the elk bugle					
this year
Oh, god, 
I hope it was only 
my ear
deaf...

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go, blow the bugle,

      a monkey-eating eagle

               just snatched our beagle !...

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The scorching sunbeams
Envelop this atmosphere
In no time, for sure,
As if Nature is about
To blow her bugle of war....

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A shout triumphant exudes pure joy
  O'er hill and dale, a bugle call

The fox and hound prick up their ears
  Each cries out ~ distinct, their tears...

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uniform silence
dawn’s blatant bugle exhales
forcefully revoking sleep
recruits jump to feet
bounce a quarter off their sheets
commander shows no bias...

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Bugler

Beyond the mists of Tattered Ridge,
Plays a Bugler who bugles alone.
He’d prefer to bugle in his living room,
But the missus won’t let him,
when she’s at home....

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Brothers
Blue,Grey--divide
North,South

Moonlight—
Captures their fate
Dread sight

Dawn breaks
Bugle beckons
Hand shakes

Death waits
Behind a cloud
Devastates...

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lone bugle laments
their bloodshed and sacrifice
ne’er forget their feat



Premier Contest Sen-ru (rather than hi-ku)
Sponsor Brian Strand
4th PLACE...

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In our nation’s final, fatal stages
Before our country falls
From cowardice within,
Our daughters die for soldier’s wages.
And when the bugle calls
Out taps…it sounds our sin....

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Flags
Miniature standards
Plunged by
A child’s hand
into turrets
Of a castle 
of golden sand
Long washed clean
By rolling tides.
Sometimes
A bugle plays
On 
Omaha Beach
...

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Would you like to tickle my doodle
I'll tickle yours if you also toot my bugle
What in tarnation
Is causing my palpitations
Caused by a game of lacrosse quite brutal...

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little boy bugle come blow your horn
the sheep are in the coffee, they need shaved and shorn
Don’t you mean little boy blue? I asked my friend, Mrs. McDorn.
I don’t shave people she said, giving me a glare of scorn....

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memorial day --
                                              soldiers stand at attention
                                                    a bugle plays Taps

5/27/13
For Black-eyed Susan's
1 Senryu any subject contest....

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The flick-flack of the shredded Flag, the bugle marking time

The Soldier laid to rest, midst those that went before

The crosses like snow-white trees, stunted before their Prime

In order, line upon line, do we never learn from War?...

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Killed by Enemies
Legs blown off sometimes
Exploding Mine Field
Morphine helps little
Eyes close for last time

Buddies are sad
Morale goes down
Honored by taps
Flag draped coffin

Sad mothers
Sad fathers
Bugle dirge

Awful
War...

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Unknown Parts of Bones

He was killed after being fully grown,
And for him a bugle had been blown;
Music  made;
Properly laid;
Burled in Arlington are parts of bones.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC...

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A blue footed Booby called Dougal
had a beak that was shaped like a bugle
so it may have looked funny
but it held all his money
that Booby named Dougal was frugal.

11th September 2018
For contest 'Animal Limerick', sponsor Charles Messina...

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Regardless the battlefield,
   one fight rages on

Regardless the outcome
  —a warriors song

Regardless the politics,
   the brave fight and die

Regardless the questioner
  —blood telling no lies

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)...

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Sea gulls calling out to the wind
Dark clouds looming over the hills
Listen to the wind, is it too still?
Is Nature is crying from deep within?
Is  Armageddon very near ?
Come ye friend, come ye foe
Lets all take a new birth
Before the sound of the bugle is heard....

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What is Canada To Me?
Silver Sun or Maple Leaf Tree?
Bugle boy with his bugle cracked?
Strong crowned men, or hear their legal flack?
Women whose poems we do read,
With the words of Old England, oh yes indeed?
What is Canada To Me?
Summer time fun, and a Maple Tree Leaf!...

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Joy rhythm, innate aliveness
We’re here, so enjoy life
In joyous, impish, playfulness
Suffused with God’s love rife

Hermit, sound the bugle
March forth on the double
Laughing when we tumble

See! No chasm
Joy rhythm

28-February-2022
Quietus ...

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What talks
in
a 
plankton’s 
wriggle? 
Weaving unseen 
whirlpools, 
pitting puddles 
(soaked, a mellow, 
afternoon shine)- 
lashing and 
curling 
like 
a sleek
blade, 
cutting into 
rotten green , 
perhaps, 
blowing 
a bugle- 
like 
a shriek 
lost 
in 
the chasm....

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We found ourselves  being quite frugal;
Hired priest who played a blaring bugle;
To our alarm;
Had no charm;
Hearing his sermon had been brutal.

With all of the donuts would finagle;
She wanted one covered with maple;
Sorted through;
Did see view;
Not any so I brought her a bagel....

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