SOLDIER POEMS

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Girlfriend

Bitch!
No, she ain't a ditch,
Got right mind,
And flexible smile, bind,
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Brian Dredan

Brian Dredan
The Escape Of The Old Grey Squirrel

Old Grey Squirrel might have been
Almost anything -
Might have been a soldier, sailor,
Tinker, tailor
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Alfred Noyes

Alfred Noyes
A Soldier Never Dies!!

I stood and saw when a mother cried,
Because her son had died.
He wasn't sick,
Nor had he been tricked.
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Aishwarya Iyer

Aishwarya Iyer
A Whispered Tale

I'd heard fool-heroes brag of where they'd been,
With stories of the glories that they'd seen.
But you, good simple soldier, seasoned well
In woods and posts and crater-lines of hell,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
My Father’s Character

My Father’s Character

From mending a broken umbrella to my sister’s wedding
It’s all you, Dad
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Meetali Sharma

Meetali Sharma
Soldier Freddy

Soldier Freddy
was never ready,
But! Soldier Neddy,
unlike Freddy
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Spike Milligan
Freedom's Plow

When a man starts out with nothing,
When a man starts out with his hands
Empty, but clean,
When a man starts to build a world,
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Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes
A Good Soldier

He writes to us most every day, and how his letters thrill us!
I can't describe the joys with which his quaint expressions fill us.
He says the military life is not of his selection,
He's only soldiering to-day to give the Flag protection.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
We Who Stay At Home

When you were just our little boy, on many a night we crept
Unto your cot and watched o'er you, and all the time you slept.
We tucked the covers round your form and smoothed your pillow, too,
And sometimes stooped and kissed your cheeks, but that you never knew.
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Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
Warning

Listen O! devotees of terror,
The priest of fear, distress and weeping.
Do you know
Those who have the ability to destroy your terror's empire, the eater of your terror's empire.
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Murari Lal

Murari Lal
A Poet Is Not A Killer,but A Soldier

A poet is not a killer
but a soldier or builder who builds social clubs,
communities and broken homes,
with his verbs and verses,
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Francis Ngwenya

Francis Ngwenya
Auguries Of Innocence

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
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William Blake

William Blake
Prayer Of A Soldier In France

My shoulders ache beneath my pack
(Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).

I march with feet that burn and smart
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Joyce Kilmer

Joyce Kilmer
A Little Bread'a Crust'a Crumb

159

A little bread-a crust-a crumb-
A little trust-a demijohn-
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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
The Hyaenas

After the burial-parties leave
And the baffled kites have fled;
The wise hyaenas come out at eve
To take account of our dead.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
The Soldier's Grave

Breathe not a whisper here;
The place where thou dost stand is hallowed ground;
In silence gather near this upheaved mound -
Around the soldier's bier.
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Anonymous Americas
By-and-bye

“By-and-bye,” the maiden sighed-”by-and-bye
He will claim me for his bride,
Hope is strong and time is fleet;
Youth is fair, and love is sweet,
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Elegy Xix. - Written In Spring, 1743

Again the labouring hind inverts the soil;
Again the merchant ploughs the tumid wave;
Another spring renews the soldier's toil,
And finds me vacant in the rural cave.
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William Shenstone
An Episode

Along the narrow Moorish street
A blue-eyed soldier strode.
(Ah, well-a-day)
Veiled from her lashes to her feet
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Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox
The Roll Of The Kettledrum; Or, The Lay Of The Last Charger

“You have the Pyrrhic dance as yet,
Where is the Pyrrhic phalanx gone?
Of two such lessons, why forget
The nobler and the manlier one?”-Byron.
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Adam Lindsay Gordon

Adam Lindsay Gordon
It Was A' For Our Rightful King

It was a' for our rightful king
That we left fair Scotland's strand;
It was a' for our rightful king
We e'er saw Irish land,
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
Carry On

It's easy to fight when everything's right,
And you're mad with the thrill and the glory;
It's easy to cheer when victory's near,
And wallow in fields that are gory.
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Robert Service

Robert Service
The Redeemer

Darkness: the rain sluiced down; the mire was deep;
It was past twelve on a mid-winter night,
When peaceful folk in beds lay snug asleep;
There, with much work to do before the light,
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
The Young British Soldier

When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East
'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,
An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier.
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Rudyard Kipling

Rudyard Kipling
What Is Good

â??What is the real good?'
I asked in musing mood.

Order, said the law court;
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John Boyle O'reilly
Connoisseurs

O look at the horses and people!
How they hurry and trample and fight!
And the smoke blowing over the steeple,--
O look, how the guns shine bright!
.....
Celia Thaxter

Celia Thaxter
The Iliad: Book 03

When the companies were thus arrayed, each under its own captain,
the Trojans advanced as a flight of wild fowl or cranes that scream
overhead when rain and winter drive them over the flowing waters of
Oceanus to bring death and destruction on the Pygmies, and they
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Homer
A Dialogue Of Self And Soul

My Soul. I summon to the winding ancient stair;
Set all your mind upon the steep ascent,
Upon the broken, crumbling battlement,
Upon the breathless starlit air,
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William Butler Yeats

William Butler Yeats
Afternoon Tea

As I was saying . . . (No, thank you; I never take cream with my tea;
Cows weren't allowed in the trenches-got out of the habit, y'see.)
As I was saying, our Colonel leaped up like a youngster of ten:
“Come on, lads!” he shouts, “and we'll show 'em,” and he sprang to the head of the men.
.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
My Friend Attacks My Friend!

118

My friend attacks my friend!
Oh Battle picturesque!
.....
Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson
Endymion: Book Iii

There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men
With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen
Their baaing vanities, to browse away
The comfortable green and juicy hay
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John Keats

John Keats
The Unsettled Scores

The men are talking peace at 'ome, but 'ere we're talking fight,
There's many a little debt we've got to square;
A sniper sent a bullet through my bunkie's 'ead last night,
And 'is body's lying somewhere h'over there.
.....
Edgar Albert Guest

Edgar Albert Guest
The Only Chapter In My Book

The only chapter in my book

By Steve Anc

.....
Steve Anc

Steve Anc
The Duke Of Plaza-toro

In enterprise of martial kind,
When there was any fighting,
He led his regiment from behind
(He found it less exciting).
.....

William Schwenck Gilbert
Ballad Of The Army Carts

Wagons rattling and banging,
horses neighing and snorting,
conscripts marching, each with bow and arrows at his hip,
fathers and mothers, wives and children, running to see them off--
.....

Du Fu
Erin

â??Come, sing a new song to her here while we listen!'
They cry to her sons who sing;
And one sings: ' Mavourneen, it makes the eyes glisten
To think how the sorrows cling,
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John Boyle O'reilly
The Message

To you, my comrades, whether far or near,
I send this message. Let our past revive;
Come, sound reveille to our hearts once more.
Expecting, I shall wait till at my door
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Elizabeth Stoddard

Elizabeth Stoddard
The Vision

THE SUN had clos'd the winter day,
The curless quat their roarin play,
And hunger'd maukin taen her way,
To kail-yards green,
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Robert Burns

Robert Burns
Ruth

When Ruth was left half desolate,
Her Father took another Mate;
And Ruth, not seven years old,
A slighted child, at her own will
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William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
The Song Of The Soldier-born

Give me the scorn of the stars and a peak defiant;
Wail of the pines and a wind with the shout of a giant;
Night and a trail unknown and a heart reliant.

.....
Robert Service

Robert Service
The Young Soldier

It is not death
Without hereafter
To one in dearth
Of life and its laughter,
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Wilfred Owen

Wilfred Owen
Christ And The Soldier

umsily dumped down upon his knees, Gasping

'O blessed crucifix, I'm beat !'

.....
Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
France

She triumphs, in the vivid green
Where sun and quivering foliage meet;
And in each soldier's heart serene;
When death stood near them they have seen
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Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
A Soldier

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it plowed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Soldier

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it ploughed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
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Robert Frost

Robert Frost
The Soldier

Here in the noisy night
Is his delight.
Where maxims pour
Their thudding lead
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Leon Gellert
The Spartan Boy

When I the memory repeat
Of the heroic actions great,
Which, in contempt of pain and death,
Were done by men who drew their breath
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Charles Lamb

Charles Lamb
White Ash

THERE is a woman on Michigan Boulevard keeps a parrot and goldfish and two white mice.
She used to keep a houseful of girls in kimonos and three pushbuttons on the front door.
Now she is alone with a parrot and goldfish and two white mice ... but these are some of her thoughts:
The love of a soldier on furlough or a sailor on shore leave burns with a bonfire red and saffron.
.....
Carl Sandburg

Carl Sandburg
The Iliad: Book 22

Thus the Trojans in the city, scared like fawns, wiped the sweat
from off them and drank to quench their thirst, leaning against the
goodly battlements, while the Achaeans with their shields laid upon
their shoulders drew close up to the walls. But stern fate bade Hector
.....

Homer
The Deserted Village

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain,
Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain,
Where smiling spring its earliest visits paid,
And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed:
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Oliver Goldsmith

Oliver Goldsmith