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?"
It’s D-day for my life
What else is there to say
Everything is crumbling
Breaking apart
I am a pail of empty tears
Full of holes
Full of holes
Rusted into pieces
A New Invasion
February 7, 1964
Who can ever forget
It was D-Day in reverse
A major landing at JFK
America was taken by storm
Screaming fans had to be held back
Four young mop tops started an invasion
It's like D-Day, but with a V
And that is so much better
Than men landing at Normandy
In cold and rainy weather
To a hail of bullets swift and cruel
Their intent is to destroy
But cupid's arrows pierce the heart
To pour out fervent joy
“Truth
is often attended
by a bodyguard
of lies”
A consequence
so precious
its veracity
must hide
Deep within
the smoke
on a battlefield
most dire
Victory burns
within each man
intrepid
— to inspire
(Tribute To D-Day: February, 2025)
'Hey there,you with the stars in your eyes'
just time before our goodbyes
Don't look too long above,
'I'm in the mood for love'
I must get home quite soon,so
'Fly me to the moon'
..t'was ever thus..no action
'Can't get no satisfaction '
R Clooney/D Day/NKCole/Stones
Want to tell you all a story later
A soon as my pen hit some paper.
She means the world to me,
I know she can see.
Push everyone aside.
This gönnä be an awesome ride
Im next to your side
And when d-day comes,
No matter where im from
I will be holding your hand
Walking with you through the sand.
D…day dawns in shimmering light.
A…across the skies, sunbeams appear bright.
Y…yellow gold is sprinkled in the East.
S…sun arrives in regal grace as the High priest.
T…tranquil is the morning, assuring a beautiful day.
A…angelic blessings coming on our way.
R…radiant sunshine dispels all trace of gloom!
There lay the body,
Of a broken solider,
The explosion swiped him clean,
His slow breaths,
Breathing in the murky air,
All that was left,
Of that poor man,
Was body, leg and arm,
He had a wife and 2 kids,
But now no more,
I still hear his laugh,
Of jokes once betold,
No more laughs for awhile,
The D-Day had struck.
16/7/10
10:10am
Form:
A Great Day
A Anytime with you is always
G Great one God gave me to
R Remember having held in high
E Esteem and essential for
A Another thing to think of
T That I truly will never forget
D Day after day and year
A After year always waiting to be with
Y You and only you who I love and do adore.
You tell me a women who would
not want that often said to them?
Jim Horn
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:
With Jethro Tull playing in my ear
On a night whose memory I still hold dear
In my college dorm my Freshman year
Of virginity status I stepped clear
The intent was to study history
Biology, to me, still a mystery
I could sense her scooting close to me
When we got to D-Day there was victory
Our relationship didn’t last too long
My performance that night wasn’t real strong
But the memory still brings a big smile on
Of my very first night in a time long gone
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.
S –Searching for
P –peaceful friends and better moments for every
R –reason to be happy has become
E – everyday activity.
A –Assure me that
D –day by day
I –in my heart will dwell a smile of Joy, from the
N –nectar of happiness I will suck, till I...
G –grow and develop
H – happiness within me.
A – And every
P -past
P -persons
I –in my life that has taken away the
N –nectar of joy filled and
E –expressed in my heart be
S –silenced and
S –sentenced to judgment.