Short D Day Poems
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day we'll never forget
my eyes mind or wet
am glad to say
we came a long way
since so many had to pay
i REMEMEBER D-DAY
it cause deep pain
Eyes rain
Now things had change
It was insane
This we say know your friend
There price to pay
Never Again D-DAY
I went on my first Three-Day Pass
And rented a car with no gas
The Shore Patrol came
And said, "What? No dame?
Did you sell your brain to Hamas?"
D-Day June 6, 1944
And in the coming carnage there arose
prayers of humbled heroes - frightened pose
beseeching all the gods that turned blind eye
for death is death even when heroes die.
So did they, on this day, assault the beach
procure for us a goal they’d never reach.
Peace blows over memories white washed stone
to honor those who fought and died alone.
John G. Lawless
6/6/2017
D-Day + 80
They came as boys
but left as men.
Their prayers cried,
please not again!!!
When war intrudes
young lives transcend.
Lives marching forth,
as others end.
With hate and vile
come enemies,
to kill and maim;
atrocities.
Can peace prevail
when hatred boils?
The soldier cares
not for the spoils.
American soldiers were never invaders or occupiers. They have always moved as liberators.
Why deceptive retrieve
in a wheelchair
for the fallen ?
Was it not a sheer
wrong message
of a space anxiety ?
The aboriginal name
was dead in a traffic. What
a choice to breathe its
last in a city of buried
monuments ? Vision of inner
city affiliates,
taking questions for
the first time. You
become only a body after the death.
A white rose waits
for a blue sea. The black moon
hovers around the old man.
SATISH VERMA
Lost in France,
Resting 'neath a simple cross,
Just name,nationality and rank;
Giving of life,was his loss.
At home,
A breaking,aching heart;
A sweetheart's pain;
Her emptiness was another's gain.
In memory fading go
As echoing years slip by,
And still her tears flow;
Vivid yet her anguish sigh.
Forgotten,forfeit and for what?
freedom frailties,fragile,
Such ideas still beguile;
T'was ever thus,a peasant soldier's lot.
Today is D-Day, once a date
Evocative of war
When Allied troops invaded France
In 1944.
By land and sea and air, the soldiers
Stormed the Nazis’ hold
In Normandy, an operation
Sneaky, smart and bold.
Commemorated in the past,
Historically germane,
To younger folk, its meaning
Would need someone to explain.
As years go by, the stories fade
And though they might be taught,
We cannot bring to relevance
The wars and battles fought.
Why deceptive retrieve
in a wheelchair
for the fallen ?
Was it not a sheer
wrong message
of a space anxiety ?
The aboriginal name
was dead in a traffic. What
a choice to breathe its
last in a city of buried
monuments ? Vision of inner
city affiliates,
taking questions for
the first time. You
become only a body after the death.
A white rose waits
for a blue sea. The black moon
hovers around the old man.
SATISH VERMA
Form:
D DAY June 6 a repost remembered
Lost in France,
Resting 'neath a simple cross,
Just name,nationality and rank;
Giving of life,was his loss.
At home,
A breaking,aching heart;
A sweetheart's pain;
Her emptiness was another's gain.
In memory fading go
As echoing years slip by,
And still her tears flow;
Vivid yet her anguish sigh.
Forgotten,forfeit and for what?
freedom frailties,fragile,
Such ideas still beguile;
T'was ever thus,a peasant soldier's lot.