Grief Veterans Day Poems

Did you go to the place of war? The place men leave and come back as bleeding souls, the place men come back in body...

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The bombs explode and the missiles fly past.
Fiery clouds of smoke thicken all around.
Yet with these moments, though they were my last,
I would contemplate something...

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The Real Wars We Fight
By George W. Clever-----29 August 2020

The wars we all fight are mainly in our head, heart and soul. 
This old Marine...

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HOME

The family is very excited
happy to see me come home
they know I have changed,
but they have changed as well.

Their eyes are worried wary,
their expressions oddly...

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PTSD

My nightmares are violent;
rifle jammed frustratingly dead,
broken stock useless as a club,
only a k-bar knife and free hand
reaching for those darting figures
leaping over my fighting...

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A Cognitive Dissonance

We love the blossoms beauty 
We ask only for the beauty to grow.
Yet we war and destroy the blossoms
More surely than the snow.

We...

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We often take for granted
That old man on that chair
The one with funny clothes on
And grey receding hair

But if we close our eyes
Imagine who he...

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In Flander’s Fields, the poppies grow vast
They remind us of the wars from the past
So, on November Eleventh, we unite with one goal;
To remember the...

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A poem by John Nesbitt © 22.11.2013 

I was eighteen years old and wanting to fight 
 I found what I looked for, in bars...

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final dismount, final ride
pasture waits for dappled roan
girth mark of the lonely byways
lather from the battles flown
dew eyed weary, spinal backed
stumble step'd and nostril blown...

stirrup...

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America the Free  ~             America the Brave ~
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Leaving the last days of August
          memories of the sea waves crashing 
   ...

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Beloved, lovely roses: gift of God and lover’s flower,
Spread your colored petals and cradle tender showers.
While admiring the blossoms with their beauty to behold,
Ought we...

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Running, after more than you, can hold.
Taking, someone else’s love, and leaving.
Children are fearful of what they’re told.

Can’t you see I’m the one who’s freezing?
I...

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