Write Veterans Day Poems

Being a Military of the Purple Heart member 
simply loving a Purple Heart recipient days 
can sometimes be very long seated with these 
brave men...

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Hear them pray for the last time,
their leather boots no protection still.
Listen to the church bell chime.
Hear the men ordering to kill.

Turn off the radio.
Stop...

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As these words flow from thought, I must write them down and not let such a precious moment pass.
Never before have I written to the...

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Often a country will plough over its dead.
Flowers planted; parks landscaped
over the biographies of the brave.
To read the fallen, to honor the dead and the...

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Purple Heart

It's what freedom cost,
Yet another family's lost.

Traces of a long forgotten war,
Willing participants to their own accord.

A coffin's flag to a son who gave...

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In Search of: Private Ryan

Many days have passed, many nights have gone,
Many men have fallen, but many stand on,
Fighting for what’s right, fighting for whose...

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Im still alive momma been weeks I know but no break to write  momma they killed Johnny he died in my arms momma I...

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As the sounds of war loudly  roar
	The thoughts of Freedom began to soar
For on that day of infamy 
	It changed the course of history...

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new pages
old pages
pages of my poetry
pages and pages down under
under my desk dwelling 
under in boxes
boxes dwelling and mingling 
boxes dwelling down under my desk
desk...

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Front-line in depth of mortar
Whistling shells and screams of torture
Blood clot gurgles death bell tolls
Hell of pain in body enthrals
Danger rings apprehension stalls...

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November 11th is Remembrance Day in Canada 
(Veterans Day)
When I was in grade 7 or 8 (I don't exactly remember) we had 
 to write...

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clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is...

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America the Free  ~             America the Brave ~
    ...

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November 19, 2001


Dear Doc and Doris,

	It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you. I believe it was some years ago at the Sims...

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The Nameless


Slipping through the sieve of history,

the nameless rest.

Not for the nameless are roads renamed, nor monuments built.

Not for the nameless are songs sung, nor...

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