Short Half Mast Poems

Damp and Wetting
Wind howling half mast
Contentment is here...

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When a giraffe has to laugh
   He lowers his neck to half-mast...

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billowing storm clouds
darken the morning sky --
flag at half-mast

8/24/16...

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A half-mast flag melancholy fluttered

blood of Heroes drench the ground,

the country is grieving....

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Masks put on half mast 
on everybody’s faces now 
the virus dead and gone 
or else 
the mask dead or torn 
the symptoms 
to sympathize?...

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Whenever a flag flies half-mast 
It means that the die has been cast
Be that as it may
We all hope and pray
Our sentiments won't be surpassed...

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a limp flag
hangs at half-mast
the silence broken
by the church bell
and village gossiper


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A Brian Strand Contest
Placed 1st
June 2021...

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Your fountain of youth has dried up at last
Your poor sullen spirit now flies at half mast
Me, I'm thankful and warm
I've survived the long storm
And happy now's now and the past is the past

12/14/22...

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On the last Monday in May,
once called “Decoration Day,”
flags will fly half-mast till noon,
then at full till dusk. The tune
“Taps” will play and stir our pride.
Honor is due those who died
keeping freedom’s foes at bay.


May, 28, 2022...

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America,
You fly your flags at half mast.
It make us feel right
to mourn our mistakes in life
Never let your flag reach full mast.
otherwise you forget what is a wrong thing.
Rather it be to resent your past and
Never succeed in this dog for dog world....

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violent trembling earth
laughing at the joke
of life
spilling glasses giggle
red stained miracle
love descent like
a quake in the
empty womb
erected flags of passion
half mast sorrow
of vanishing youth
ohmmmmm
orange and violet on
the closed retina...

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Rescued on a rubber boat
A toy ship built for one
Not meant to save you from
Driving downpours and malicious monsoons
Solely a transportation device
From one heart to another
The tune of the obsessive ocean
Knocks me out, and I’m floating to the shore
Half mast, half passed...

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Rising


Early to bed
and early to rise
morning glory


the cookie
still flat on the sheet
lazy kids


he tenses
on ready to sprint
the wild cat


at half mast
the flag begs raising
un-baked cake

the small child
learning his manners
thinking twice

  Charles Henderson
     11-8-17...

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Holding fast to a drifting Past,
Unable to yield the stones I have cast
The depths of my Heart, so empty and vast
As the sails of my Soul fly at half-mast
Touch not, the Truth, 'tis not to trust
Exposed to light, it crumbles to dust
Just one more thought, oh! my brain will bust!
And in my gut, thy sword to thrust...

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The red flag flies at half mast 
at the passing of a class lass
who paid a very high price tag
for defending those less able
she fought for Syrians and Palestinians 
woman's rights and freedom
a champion of labour values
and a top draw parliamentarian
a loving wife and mother 
you rocked jo Cox
rest in peace, my lovely...

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stop the bells 
silence the choir 
forget flying the flags at half-mast 
lay down the guns 
lest they prove 
to few to salute you 
as for the flowers 
there aren't enough hours 
that could buy enough of them for you 
i stand in your wake 
behind the parade 
that leaves us quiet today 
and wait for the sun 
to no longer belong 
i don't care for it now anyway...

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Scarred and unbroken in undisclosed glory
As darkness retreats from the white hill
The flag stands at half mast

The door is sealed
Against the black pit below
Guarded by the light
That none should venture down

Such evil kept at bay
Stopped from spilling,
By the thin bright line.
Never to see reality

Keeping the void filled
With the damned unworthy
That we might live

In Happiness...

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Blowing in white noise
Listen to the people speak
A flag at half mast

Blacks mine gold bars
Blood diamonds stolen wealth
Africa’s rebirth

Blue skies green fields 
Much brighter days lay ahead
On fertile grazing 


Thabang Jan Ngoma
07-17-2015
From South Africa
Flag colours - black, gold, green, white, chilli red and blue.

Sponsor: Judy Konos
Contest Name: Your Country State City Flag...

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Abraham Lincoln called it The Last Full Measure
When your life is given with no thought for yourself whatsoever 
Whether it be in war or an emergency so grave
That others run away and it’s left to the brave

Their friends and colleagues remember them
And what they did for others in their end
So as flags at half mast flutter in the breeze
They sleep in silence and we take a knee.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Listen to poem:

She likes half and half
I like full-cream.
I take my coffee black
her's is half milk and cream.

She's a bitch and a half at times
Living the half-life
in half-light, betwixt and between.
With flag at half-mast
always regreting something
never going the whole hog,
never taking it all in.

Half a life lived in halves
is never enough.
It's half-time shortly,
I think I will take 
the chance to slip away....

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triskele* at half mast
full military honours
no birdsong is heard


Jan Allison
17th July 2015
Country – Isle of Man


(* pronounced tris –kel 2 syllables) 5,7,5 SYLLABLES CHECKED

The triskele symbol (as found on the Manx flag) is very characteristic of the three interlocked and conjoined spirals found in Celtic art throughout Celtic north western Europe

Contest:- You Country’s Flag - Skat...

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Hear Us While We Pray

To God message must and may convey;
There are those who lay in peace today;
Help us please;
On our knees,
For all of them we do want and will pray.

Jim Horn

Another period of time of flags flying at
half mast which will never be the last
while outside again it is overcast.

This is my 3301st poem. I have to write
365 more to reach 6666. That sounds like
one a day which is reasonable....

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Muffled drums bring slow marching feet
Around and across the waiting square,
Play past the halt and stop.
The Standard creaks to half mast,
A paused Trooper points his bugle
To pour the world silvered notes.
The ghost armies briefly stay
Their ever constant war
Then resume their fight
As the last note fades
And the parade falls out..
The Standard’s rope cracks cracks cracks
Against its pole on the empty windy ground....

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Don’t weep for me I am past,
I was once, now I am gone,
Life’s fleeting moments do not last,
Since the first cry when we are born!

Don’t forget lessons from your past,
it lays road map for us to move on,
Do stop to help those who are lost,
And create a world for all to live on!

Don’t look back to cry at your past,
If it makes you sad and forlorn,
Life’s flag need not fly half mast,
If you seek victory just march on!...

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I want your forgiveness to come last:
You often go back to a sin too fast.
I could you with soldiers grenades blast 
And later pained flag fly at half mast,
Even as onlookers are aghast;
Of the sorry news try to broadcast;
My guilt and worries soonest cast aside...

your benefactors you leave red-eyed 
As though they had for days on end cried 
Or in public staked and lost their pride 
Or spent and spent and up pockets dried....

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