World War II Sonnet Poems

~ Such irony Creation would devise
a mind that holds the secrets Hell conceals.
‘Tis blasphemous that man would improvise
a conduit that prophecy reveals.
  ‘Tis but...

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When arrogance pursues a despot spire
through dominance consumed with vain conceit,
‘tis but a trait that sets the world afire
as ignorance lets history repeat.

They see the...

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And, never cede shall be the battle cry
as London braces ‘neath a screaming tide.
Though flames from hell kept falling from the sky, 
tenacity was not...

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 ~ When allies falter from his Blitzkrieg force,
the blood of British sons infuse the sand.
They pray their brothers front the Channel’s course
for they have...

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Love is a gift that comes from God above
Wings of a cherubim or a cupid's arrows
Love is so majestic and beautiful like a dove
Or better...

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Unwanted for hire 
Minimal money desired 
I am gifted and hold a degree 
Posted it plainly, for all to read 

  I'm Experienced in...

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russia ukraine war

soldiers braving unending attacks
dead alive civilians braving unending attacks
like sino-india war,preparing for the inevitable

blood rain on trees resound
salute to the martyr ghost of...

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I'd have loved to see the bluebirds fly
above the white chalk-cliffs of Dover--
and as they were blithely soaring over,
immersed in thought I'd lie
in calm repose...

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As our troops tramped in retreat to La Panne,
who was it who held the enemy back?
The Royal Norfolks were part of the plan
to hold the...

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Train whistle blew ending the hellish ride
An eerie silence then a hiss of steam
People in cattle trucks all crammed inside 
It didn't seem real more...

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There are many who Holocaust deny,
those who refuse the mass Nazi killing; 
a hoax,  just lies-   to convince us they try,
historical facts...

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Auschwitz Rose
by Michael R. Burch
											
There is a Rose at Auschwitz, in the briar,
a rose like Sharon’s, lovely as her name.
The world forgot her, and is...

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My Grandad wore his leather belt with pride 
Lions head buckle he'd polish till it shone
Always said I could have it when he died
His death...

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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...

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BERLIN AIRLIFT .1948-49
You came into my life one summer's day
the beatnik of a Frauline, caring less
of what society might have to say
than seeking out your...

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