Historical Poems
#historical
Historical poems, poetry about the past. Poems inspired by, and offering analysis on, important events in history.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 11:26pm
25th Sep 2020 11:26pm
I'll miss the past
the past just walked out on me, saying that it couldn't understand the way everything was going, but it wouldn't hang around for the end.
#historical
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6 Comments
Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
19th Sep 2020 5:58am
19th Sep 2020 5:58am
1662...TEA
In 1662 Catherine of Braganza... of Portugal, married Charles II...
and she...
brought tea...
to England
...as...
Transporte Erbas Aromáticas…
TEA...to you and me.
and that is why we
called it TEA
and she...
brought tea...
to England
...as...
Transporte Erbas Aromáticas…
TEA...to you and me.
and that is why we
called it TEA
#historical
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9 Comments
JSly11
Poem Published
16th Sep 2020 9:21am
16th Sep 2020 9:21am
Echo
Recently voices started calling out to me
Echoes from the past that were fighting for equality
They ask “Will there ever be unity,
Or will there always be hatred toward the colored community?”
I wish that there was an answer that I could give
There’s so much going on in the time that we currently live
The hearts of many with so much angst and unrest
And there are those who don't get why we fill the need to protest
It started with slavery, that ended, but then came Jim Crow
Separate but equal is what was said but it seems it was all for show ...
Echoes from the past that were fighting for equality
They ask “Will there ever be unity,
Or will there always be hatred toward the colored community?”
I wish that there was an answer that I could give
There’s so much going on in the time that we currently live
The hearts of many with so much angst and unrest
And there are those who don't get why we fill the need to protest
It started with slavery, that ended, but then came Jim Crow
Separate but equal is what was said but it seems it was all for show ...
#LifeStruggles
#peace
#racism
#historical
#morality
741 reads
0 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 11:25pm
15th Sep 2020 11:25pm
Samhain, Then & Now
Bit like a Bank Holiday really —
those who’d died in the previous twelve months
headed for the Underworld … and all on the same day.
Kinda party time it was
free food, bonfires, lots of dancing around each other
wearing scary masks. I call it
traditional co-operation between the living and the dead.
Not now. Compulsory App reads the obligatory chip
in your shoulder to confirm you’re officially dead
before giving you the green light to walk on down.
If only. Those damn algorithms are always getting it wrong;
they...
those who’d died in the previous twelve months
headed for the Underworld … and all on the same day.
Kinda party time it was
free food, bonfires, lots of dancing around each other
wearing scary masks. I call it
traditional co-operation between the living and the dead.
Not now. Compulsory App reads the obligatory chip
in your shoulder to confirm you’re officially dead
before giving you the green light to walk on down.
If only. Those damn algorithms are always getting it wrong;
they...
#technology
#ghosts
#historical
688 reads
19 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
7th Sep 2020 11:31pm
7th Sep 2020 11:31pm
Aaron
Bulgarian king, of youth and of glory
honourable offering to Mother Earth
"I will give life's breath to Aaron's sorry!"
Today in the river was my birth
Born an young adult,
of pureblood flesh so divine
a Templar of the legacy occult
Azrael's brotherhood entwined
a Chant proclaiming the Law:
"Nihil verum est licet ominia!"
A virgin aspired him breath, now
and eternal shall echo the ectenia
of the Hooded Mercy of Death
and the crown...
honourable offering to Mother Earth
"I will give life's breath to Aaron's sorry!"
Today in the river was my birth
Born an young adult,
of pureblood flesh so divine
a Templar of the legacy occult
Azrael's brotherhood entwined
a Chant proclaiming the Law:
"Nihil verum est licet ominia!"
A virgin aspired him breath, now
and eternal shall echo the ectenia
of the Hooded Mercy of Death
and the crown...
#love
#dreams
#spiritual
#historical
#philosophical
454 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 11:11pm
5th Sep 2020 11:11pm
All the Names ( After Nizar Qabbani )
الضوء أهم من الفانوس
الضوء أهم من الفانوس ،
القصيدة أهم من دفتر الملاحظات ،
والقبلة...
الضوء أهم من الفانوس ،
القصيدة أهم من دفتر الملاحظات ،
والقبلة...
#spiritual
#memories
#historical #metaphor
#historical #metaphor
1283 reads
14 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Bumped 4th Sep 2020 1:19pm
21st Nov 2019 00:31am
21st Nov 2019 00:31am
Killmonger Mentality
Bury me in the ocean where my ancestors live
Engulfing this vessel in waters created by tears
From over 400 years of suffering in this insanity
Fighting for inalienable freedom, justice & equality
For they knew it'd be better than living in bondage
Jumping overboard to bring discord to a stoppage
Rapeage, terror, murder & other types of atrocities
Treated like anything less than members of society
I'd rather be buried a G than to cower on my knees
To be free to be anything that I damned well please
Many can't see...
Engulfing this vessel in waters created by tears
From over 400 years of suffering in this insanity
Fighting for inalienable freedom, justice & equality
For they knew it'd be better than living in bondage
Jumping overboard to bring discord to a stoppage
Rapeage, terror, murder & other types of atrocities
Treated like anything less than members of society
I'd rather be buried a G than to cower on my knees
To be free to be anything that I damned well please
Many can't see...
#war
#death
#historical
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6 Comments
Alfie_Shoyger
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2020 9:30pm
3rd Sep 2020 9:30pm
Letter from a Hunter to a World of Farmers
From lofty pedestals, you tell me that I’m sick, abnormal.
You say my mind’s distorted with disorder, with disease.
You sneer that I’m a weirdo, you complain my brain cells dawdle,
you moan, “Why won’t you swing and somersault on Life’s trapeze?”
You moan, “Why won’t you comb your hair and climb that sparkling ladder
up to a mortgage in the sky and spotless mental health?
Why won’t you woo and date and court and watch confetti scatter?
It’s...
You say my mind’s distorted with disorder, with disease.
You sneer that I’m a weirdo, you complain my brain cells dawdle,
you moan, “Why won’t you swing and somersault on Life’s trapeze?”
You moan, “Why won’t you comb your hair and climb that sparkling ladder
up to a mortgage in the sky and spotless mental health?
Why won’t you woo and date and court and watch confetti scatter?
It’s...
#religion
#MentalHealth
#historical
#philosophical
#science
356 reads
1 Comment
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2020 10:13pm
2nd Sep 2020 10:13pm
In The Money On the Money
when when
the time the time
comes comes
when we can when we can
tie the world tie the world
wit circuitous thinking
wit circuitous thinking
then perhaps we'll know
then perhaps we'll know
what bullshit stories what bullshit stories
to tell our parents to tell our parents
about a crave for disrepute
about a crave for disrepute
now years are passing now years are passing
as as
though time did naught exist
though time did naught exist
until ...
the time the time
comes comes
when we can when we can
tie the world tie the world
wit circuitous thinking
wit circuitous thinking
then perhaps we'll know
then perhaps we'll know
what bullshit stories what bullshit stories
to tell our parents to tell our parents
about a crave for disrepute
about a crave for disrepute
now years are passing now years are passing
as as
though time did naught exist
though time did naught exist
until ...
#FreeVerse
#TimeHeals
#tragedy
#historical
#nostalgia
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4 Comments
Josh
Joshua Bond
Joshua Bond
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 10:17pm
30th Aug 2020 10:17pm
Neglected Pause
I live in a neglected pause —
I think I just fell into it by mistake
so I made a case for ‘serendipity’ to add meaning;
“God’s Will” someone suggested, trying to be helpful.
Exploring the pause I found a stray dog without a bone —
how the hell did he get here?
But when I encountered pink carnations rocking on a rainbow
to The Doors’ Roadhouse Blues, I thought
wow, weird scenes inside a goldmine indeed,
I’ve stopped the clock — life is worth living after all.
I think I just fell into it by mistake
so I made a case for ‘serendipity’ to add meaning;
“God’s Will” someone suggested, trying to be helpful.
Exploring the pause I found a stray dog without a bone —
how the hell did he get here?
But when I encountered pink carnations rocking on a rainbow
to The Doors’ Roadhouse Blues, I thought
wow, weird scenes inside a goldmine indeed,
I’ve stopped the clock — life is worth living after all.
#teens
#music
#SelfReflection #historical
#SelfReflection #historical
764 reads
20 Comments
zenithquasar77
Marcus cooke
Marcus cooke
Poem Published
30th Aug 2020 00:46am
30th Aug 2020 00:46am
"It's the End of your Day as you know it"
Dust.
And the air
Is stained
With old cigarettes.
Pain.
Angish.
And the taste
Of dispair,
Scar the flesh
Like a razer blade
On a child's
Wrist.
Fire
Flames
And the smell of burning
Scars my lungs.
The past haunts me.
The future''s out of reach.
I try to gasp for air
Leaking words
From a folded
Hankachef.
Waiting to die
We are glowing embers in the red
Dancing the tango
With memories of the dead.
...
And the air
Is stained
With old cigarettes.
Pain.
Angish.
And the taste
Of dispair,
Scar the flesh
Like a razer blade
On a child's
Wrist.
Fire
Flames
And the smell of burning
Scars my lungs.
The past haunts me.
The future''s out of reach.
I try to gasp for air
Leaking words
From a folded
Hankachef.
Waiting to die
We are glowing embers in the red
Dancing the tango
With memories of the dead.
...
#death
#memories
#historical
#MovingOn
#acceptance
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1 Comment
zenithquasar77
Marcus cooke
Marcus cooke
Poem Published
29th Aug 2020 2:10am
29th Aug 2020 2:10am
"Generation Cool"
We failed to understand
The 90's!
"SUCKER PUNCH"
The 90's ended
And I'm not sure we cared.
"KICK IN THE THE BALLS
(10 POINTS)
Blur
Oasis
Britpop
And grunge
Blockbuster video's
painful memories
I managed to expunge.
"TELL IT LIKE IT IS"
Floppy hair.
Skater parks.
Signing on.
Discovering
Forgotten landmarks.
Four TV channels,
Shirts with flannels.
My first job
My first flat.
The politicians ...
The 90's!
"SUCKER PUNCH"
The 90's ended
And I'm not sure we cared.
"KICK IN THE THE BALLS
(10 POINTS)
Blur
Oasis
Britpop
And grunge
Blockbuster video's
painful memories
I managed to expunge.
"TELL IT LIKE IT IS"
Floppy hair.
Skater parks.
Signing on.
Discovering
Forgotten landmarks.
Four TV channels,
Shirts with flannels.
My first job
My first flat.
The politicians ...
#regret
#memories
#historical
#disappointment
#culture
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5 Comments
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