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Best Poems From
ALBERT AHEARN
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Truth Uncensored
To condemn the modern conflicts
like Vietnam, Afghanistan
and Iraq where there's no quick fix;
and countless deaths in no man's land
are still shamelessly occurring.
If one should speak out against them
those of us are charged as being
leftwing radicals and condemned
strongly as unpatriotic
a catchall word used to censor
opinion against quixotic
military pursuits and measures
that needlessly spill the lifeblood
of a nation based on falsehoods.
Albert Ahearn
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Turning Pages
Naivetι in younger years
And meager sense between my ears
What interested me the most
Were comic strips within the Post.
Deep in Bengalla
Woods within the famed Skull Cave
The masked Phantom waits...
Throughout advancing teenage years
My interest turned to social spheres
Again the Post is what I read
To see the people who were wed.
Maryann Fulmer
And Nolan Zane Fullerton
Were married March 3rd
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Turning the pages to sixty
I sport a silver-white goatee.
I still read the Post but only
Familiar obituaries.
Nolan Fullerton
Of Whitehall, Pennsylvania
Passed away Monday
I keep turning the pages daily
Until the death bell tolls for me.
Albert Ahearn
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Two Hearts As One
A single heartbeat
Reverberates the ether
Returns twice beating.
Albert Ahearn
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Undying Love
In everyone's existence certain sights
And sounds have more importance over all
Other things we occasioned. Some excite
Us more today than yesterday, Enthrall
Is more precise. And others make us sad.
The mulberry tree and dandelion
Reminds me daily, happy times we had
Together picking berries; her crying
Because her hands were stained. To stop the tears
I would then stoop and pluck a yellow bloom
and place it over her ear. I also hear
The sounds that make me very sad. Entombed
My heart becomes, beside my loves remains
Upon my hearing morning doves refrains.
Albert Ahearn
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