Short World War I Poems

My alphabet soup,
it is getting very cold,
my microwave broke.
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Is there no blacker shade of black,
For my suit, in order to look back?...

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Afar in gusty plains,

Moved a massive silhouette

of the sunken city.

-Ism
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Not every warfare that there and here brewed 
was always hybrid or aka hebrewed.

Volodymyr Knyr
2017...

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Look at Tommy go. 
See Tommy fall, 
row after row. 
Cut down by Maxim guns. 
Sacrificial victims for the Huns....

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Men Shooting 
Bullets Rolling 
Guts Flying
Blood Raining
Ground Painting
Letters Sending 
Kids Crying
People learning
World Changing
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Look at Tommy go
Watch him fall in neat khaki rows
Bravely led
Tommy bravely bled
20,000 went over the top
20,000 lay dead
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a love triangle
only silent film to win--
and dazzling dogfights






Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved. 
First published 2018 in Hollywood Haiku via wattpad.com...

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Then
the guns
fell
silent

"Is that it?"
"What do we do now?"

"Go home" echoed out
"Nothing to see here, the attacker has been dealt with"
"Keep moving along - it's a crime scene now"...

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Men shooting,
bullets flying,
bombs exploding,
guts spraying,
limbs falling,
blood raining,
people dieing,
letters sending,
women crying,
bodys burying,
children thinking,
earth changing....

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Men shooting,
bullets flying,
people sheltering,
Ground exploding,
people soreing,
blood splattering,
body burying,
letter sending,
familys crying,
war ending,
people forgetting.
by Poppy

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Please stay 
I think of you everyday 
And cry when I lay
All I did was obey
Whatever you say
Is this the price I pay
You trying to keep away
We have come a long way
I am not here to play
Please stay


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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....

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triggers clicking,
men shooting,
bullets flying,
bombs dropping,
trees snapping,
people dying,
letters sending,
women crying,
children crying,
tears falling,
ground soaking,
peace starting,
children learning....

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White ash falls
settling on the ruin of disaster
the tomb of the newly dead,
the death of those still standing.
A forgotten story,
a lost tale,
the remains of madness,
cased by the white blanket covering the scarred land....

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In Memorial to All: And John McCrae

Every man has to die
In time
It always will be

To begin, to end
Is the way
It must be

Torn, beaten, we live
In time
Is for us to be

So many different worlds
But we are one
Meant to be  

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Fix bayonets to fight the foe,
Over the 'top' to sound of shell.
Village men of Fingeringhoe
Fix bayonets to fight the foe.
Fighting for King and country lo!
Trench warfare sure is swell
Fix bayonets to fight the foe
Over the 'top' to sound of shell....

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We thought we were invincible,

Fearless, there we stood.

But somewhere to the rear

We heard someone sawing wood.

It was over the top for us,

A fight was in the offing.

But not for the carpenters,

They were busy, making coffins.
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The men are not made by war,
But our Kingdom is always tore.
Why must we always hate?
Can we not have a different fate?

Revolution of the young,
Will bring about change - sure to come.
O where is the next silver tongue?
When they be found beat the drum-

Philip Sembert II
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Stand among the bloodshed petals,
Close your eyes, your mind, and pause.
Bare your palm, curl back your fingers,
Feel my phantom hand in yours.

Miles of stone, a landscape laced,
We’ll carve our own, white row on row.
They fell in war as I, in love,
Have fallen, so the poppies grow.
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Eleventh hour—
	young men perished,
	their hopes and dreams all lost:
	Ypres, The Marne, Verdun

of the
Eleventh day—
	silent, fell guns,
	and stillness took the front:
	Argonne, Belleau Wood, Amiens

of the
Eleventh month—
	the war men claimed
	would end all others:
	sadly, it did not

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 War
Repulsive, Gruesome
Screaming, Crying, Fighting
Something that haunts your dreams; The one thing that makes you smile
Laughing, Smiling, Sharing
Beautiful, Phenomenal 
Peace 
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Its here again
Why though?
Oh how we wonder 

Death is near 
A cupidity for creating cadavers
Oh the sorrow and fear 

Once again 
So many lives 
They meet their end

Terror and horror faced 
Only to get what
With honor they are graced

Dead are stars 
Over foolish things
Comes annoying wars...

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Let us give up this time,
to give glory and praise.
To the world all around us,
to the changing of days.
We were born to be one,
to unite and hold hands.
But the war it continues,
still dividing the lands.
Such a sad time of year,
for the lonely and old,
Nothing worth giving in to.
nothing left to withhold....

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How did you stay
Day after day
With the stench of death
Taken in with each breath

When the mud seeped in
Like cold porridge knee deep again
And the guns never stopped
Then over the bags you’d hop

This went on for years
You had to temper your fears
How did you stay
Day after day.

© Paul Warren Poetry
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