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PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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1944

Grace
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Poetry Contest

What this year means to You
1944 is a significant year in the history of the world.  Write a poem on what this year means to you or what happened this year in your country's history or countries you know.

Two Poems Per Poet
Any Length
No Collaborations
No chatting in Comp Thread
No AI generated Poem
No extreme content
Refrain from racial and religious implications

Imphal Invasion 1944

Sons of the Rising Sun
raised their katana
even with the weak showato
worshipping their strength
they were on their knees
but pride stood them up
they retreated with dignity
to fight again
yes to fight again
someday
as long as Hinomaru flies
from its proud post
-not an entry-

Vision_of_insanity
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80 Years Ago

In the year 1944 I wasn't born,
my parents weren't alive
my grandfather who is now deceased fought in WWII
my grandmother was 15 years old and is still with us as I write this,
 
The following musicians and actors were born this year that mean something to me:
 
Danny DeVito
Danny Trejo
Michael Douglas
Gary Busey
Michelle Phillips
Edgar Froesce
Billy Cobham
Jimmy Page
Roger Daltry
Ray Davies
Jeff Beck
Alvin Lee
Keith Emerson
John Densmore
John Enthwistle
 
These movies were released in 1944 that are highly recommended if you haven't already seen them:
 
Double Indemnity
Arsenic and Old Lace
Laura
Gaslight
The Woman in the Window
The Uninvited
The Scarlet Claw
Any Three Stooges Short that was released in 1944.
 
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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Grace
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Thank you for your entry Vision:)

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Nineteen Forty Four

On the seventh Day of October  
in the year Nineteen Forty Four
a boy was born just before the war
ended, a final desperate hour

He played among the ruins
of homes turned rubbles
fallen bricks burnt in crashes
heard throughout the years

he left the town of Osnabrück
he wanted to live elsewhere
wanted to try his luck
away from the effect of war

1944, on the flip of side of the coin
Tatars knew the swords
prosecuted by the regime
false accusations of collaborations

Two hundred thousand people  
forced journeyed without sustenance  
many fell along the way
and many more when they arrived

they live on in a song
memories cried out by their children
the unfairness of the time
the atrocities of war

-Not an Entry-

Jordan
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Beating the Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons into Plowshares

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Not much of any note occurred in 1944 --  
like every year, the same old hope for peace and same old war.  
   
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Written by Jordan (D.O.C.)
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Grace
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Thank you for your entry Jordan

PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
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Dial Portugal 1944

Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.

Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.

The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.

Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several challenges?

Portugal, at the crossroads of destiny,
between fascism and freedom
chose a clandestine path,
in the second war an ambiguity.

And so the years passed
with the Atlantic separating worlds.
Portugal, among its mistakes,
kept very deep secrets.
Written by PAR (PAULO ACACIO RAMOS)
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Grace
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Thank you for your entry, PAR

wallyroo92
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The Greatest Generation

All those lives

All those lives
     tossed into turmoil
When there was a rise in tyranny
     and crimes against humanity
Many answered the call to fight for justice

Men were sent off to war
Women went off to work
All those lives
All they sacrificed

When I think of 1944
I think of the world being at war
Innocent lives being taken away
Innocent people being displaced

I think of all those young men being in faraway lands
     not knowing if they would come home
I think of the mothers who never saw their sons alive again
All they sacrificed
I think of the ones who returned
     with more than visible scars
Hell and the horrors of war
All those lives

When I think of 1944
I think of those who answered the call
Of the bravest
Of the greatest generation of all
Written by wallyroo92
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Grace
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Thank you Wally for your participation

Ahavati
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Exercise Tiger

April 28, 1944    
Devon, England
   
     
It was only a planned rehearsal    
or so it was meant to be    
taking place on the beach      
of Slapton Sands, Devon    
for the invasion of Normandy.      
     
But coordination and communication    
don’t always go as planned,    
resulting in not only friendly-fire injuries    
but the death of 749 American servicemen      
by e-boats of Nazi Germany.    
     
April 28, 1969    
Devon, England
   
     
I was only ten-years-old    
the first time I saw my father cry,      
tears as warship missiles      
launching from his eyes      
down the channels      
of creviced facial lines.      
     
His grey irises became clouds    
dispersing drops of water    
from the curve    
of his sharp jawline.      
     
The shadow of a pillar    
extended as a sky-scraper      
high into the ether above me    
names I could barely read    
carved on its plate.    
     
I was only ten-years-old    
and yet I remember      
just as he remembered      
those who had lost    
to so needless an error.      
     
Because those who are honored    
through our memory      
can never forgotten      
in our current reality.      
     
I later learned      
it was a massacre      
silenced for decades.    
     
I don't know why.    
     
Whoever does    
over something like this?    
I imagine military forces    
were embarrassed.      
     
But they say the sacrifice    
prevented even greater tragedy      
across the bloody sands    
of Normandy’s beach.      
     
I'm not so certain      
it's something I believe.    
I am pretty certain    
the families of the deceased    
and my father's grief    
would both agree with me.
Written by Ahavati (Tams)
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Grace
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Thank you for your participation, Ahavati.

Grace
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Thank you so much for joining in competition. This competition didn’t have much participation but the entries are all amazing. The winners are Dial Portugal 1944 by PAR, runner up Exercise Tiger by Ahavati followed by The Greatest Generation by Wallyroo. Thank you so much for being with me in the competition and be with me again in my next time. Thank You.

PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
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Thank you, Grace! All the best to everyone.

Grace
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PAR said:Thank you, Grace! All the best to everyone.
It was very good. You are a talented writer.

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