Short Commemorate Poems
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We thought
We are ours
Until life said
We aren't ours, are we?
Shall we
Commemorate
Our
Realization
Into
Buddha effect... ?
On a Sunday
Some congregate
To commemorate
And remember.
Outside children fly
Colours through the sky,
Finding freedom their way
On a kiteflying day.
LIF3
Life is so great
At times hard to relate
Conversate, commemorate
To open the gate
Of options so quick to
Judge, hate, retaliate
I wish at times we
Could all just communicate.
As we commemorate this Anzac Day,
We shall remember them this way,
Forever asleep, young and brave,
Heroes now resting in foreign graves,
We thank them for our freedom today,
Forever asleep, always young and brave.
Spring Ritual
Stark
naked
feminists
join hands and dance
exuberantly
on a verdant hilltop
leaping round about in step
beneath an enlightened blue sky
to commemorate Spring’s arrival
and the emancipation of women.
SHIFTING DREAMS -:-
clear
definite
ideas
intermingle
commemorate
with OPEN-MINDNESS
light
amenable
charm
absorbing
pleasures
so TENDER&SUBLIME
embodiments
pairing
phenomena
antithethically
acknowledged
To the servicemen
who paid with their life
to ensure our freedom again
and to live without strife.
Your sacrifice I commemorate
in my humble way
and your memory I celebrate
on this Veteran’s Day.
November 8, 2017
Do not use that black sharpie on us
too fast.
It’s advisable to commemorate history,
true love.
Moments captured with a camera
can fade.
There’s such clarity in consideration,
please pause.
Let our panoramic view flood your eyes,
look back.
Whether days or years
Time comes full circle
To commemorate our memories
The collage of our experiences
Love and laughter
Tension and tears
A cycle of moments
Returned us here
To triumph in our togetherness
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I shall go to those places
Made holy by people,
People in common, divine from a place,
Back to community.
Back to commemorate
God in a face.
Then when I see
Why we worshipped together,
I shall go seeking assemblies of trees.
I shall go free then
Where freshets are murmuring
God in the leas.
Every June it happens,
Big celebration that never ends.
This is their sunrise-to-sunset,
Should us to commemorate.
An attendant at night,
Attentive parent at light,
Presence never leave us,
In every challenges we have.
Greatest gift of all,
A huge thanks for all,
You're our and my loving father,
And I must say I love you.
Happy Birthday to the Queen!
A royal celebration
Will be the order of the day
Within the British nation.
From fireworks and gun salutes
To Parliamentary praise,
Her subjects will commemorate
With glorious displays.
As for the Queen, she’ll take a walk
Then spend the day at home
Paying just as much attention
To the hoopla as this poem.
18,988 Days
If you started your life before years were known,
There would be no way to commemorate,
The year you were born,
But days could be counted first one then you were two.
Because sunup and sundown were all they knew.
So, rejoice that 52 years is all we now celebrate,
Because if you were around,
When only days could be counted,
You’d be 18,988
Too Many Candles
If you debuted in this world,
Before years were known,
There would be no way to commemorate,
The year you were born.
But days could be counted,
First one, then you were two.
Because sunup and sundown was all they knew.
So rejoice that 52 years are all
We now celebrate,
Because if you lived,
When only days were counted,
You’d be 18,988.
Our queen rules another realm, I believe,
From here to Eternity, we grieve,
Melbourne, Victoria, has its priorities,
We'll have a four-day weekend, you see,
Pomp of royalty, footy final at the MCG,
Massacre by Geelong, possibility,
Pies might be in it to win it, tee hee,
Showtime next week as well, I say,
Yes, we commemorate the lot this way,
One long public holiday,'
Would we have Melbourne any other way?
Glance at me and I shall interest you
Read me and I shall indulge you
Peruse me and I shall entertain you
Scrutinize me and I shall intrigue you
Ponder me and I shall wonder you
Observe me and I shall acquaint you
Regard me and I shall illume you
Sing me and I shall sway you
Play me and I shall pleasure you
Breathe in me and I shall immerse you
Delve into me and I shall devour you
Poetize me and I shall commemorate you.
xtian-atheist-agnostic-xtian hopeful?
The blackness in me is a seed
that needs to feed
and it feeds upon the filth in me
that grows like a weed
the very burning of my desires and yearnings
in an attempt to cleanse away the soot from my soul
to reach the clearing of peace
to be baptized of all unclean thoughts
all of this I go through
just to make it through to communion
to communicate with him
to once again commemorate our union
How do you celebrate
a first anniversary?
How do you commemorate
365 days
of life?
No ivory, crystal
china or gold.
Simply one year of
survival in spite
of your best efforts.
There will be
no party, festive
and light.
Only a quiet
Private vigil to remember
what was truly lost
and the sacrificial lamb.
Blood for blood.
At the end of this day
one year later
I shall grieve for
the lost little lamb
but celebrate
Life.
A cry in the corner
Can I warn her?
No! the threshold has been shattered;
A world of sensation slowly recedes
And now nothing.
A lone walker on the street,
The street we used to walk on
How long ago? Oh, not long
But weeks become months, years
And as we are confined we evaporate.
Times of joy, times of play
For our security these all pause.
And as we spy outside
We commemorate what has been lost,
Retreating until the joy returns.
G-ood day to celebrate,
R-emembering your birth;
A-lmighty God has made,
C-reated you on
E-arth.
E-arly light starts to shine,
N-ew dawn has broken;
I-nclement clime turns fine,
L-etting the sun rise in the
O-pen.
N-ice moment to commemorate,
O-n July thirteenth morn;
V-iew of nostalgia appears
I-n the place where you were born.
C-louds so dark have turned
I-nto a beacon burning great;
O-ne beautiful bright sky, a good day to celebrate.
To commemorate Qu Yuan
The poet and politician
The Chinese has the Dumpling Festival
And the Dragon Boat Festival
In olden days a revolution is rare
And now it is difficult to commence
one too
Wars kill millions
And we only die once
Life is precious and invaluable
And people wouldn't change
Because you die
It takes centuries to change
The characters of people
A stiff moral revolution indeed
Hopeless
Whenever confronting with
Man's greed and yearn for power
Showers of blessings shall fall
He shall stand you tall
In the Towers of mercy
In His Name.
Never to fall.
Forever, stand tall
Because He reigns
We shall reign
Spread love
For His sake.
His' for us
Is never fake.
He is the reason
For the Season
Celebrate and Celebrate
Commemorate have fun as one
He is faithful
Come, en masse
Ye faithfuls
It is Christmas
Celebrate the Season,
For the reason
Come en masse
It is Christmas
Merry Christmas all