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Ballistic Poems - Poems about Ballistic


Flight
Flight by Terence Cummings-Smith, I ride the path ballistic, in a screaming, scorching arc. From perigee in flaming hell to apogee far beyond Arcturus. Neutrons and tachyons spray, from magnetic nozzles. Through burning twisting vortex, ...

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Categories: ballistic, science fiction,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Ballistic Beautiful-
Sticks and stones may break your bones Promises game Amnesia clones Dying in a crowd life alone Laryngitis quiet a video phone Painstakingly separated brokerage Twin birth anxiety twerks Like in a marriage For Better or For Worse Beautiful ballistic 3/28/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...

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Categories: ballistic, allusion, confusion, corruption, pain,
Form: Free verse



Ballistic
I know a lot of people hate on me Yeah it's okay I know I'm not the perfect person I make mistakes too Because I'm human too But it's not right I can't stop thinking about all the stuff that goes around You've got me fuming This hatred I keep consuming Man I'm losing myself Man the way that...

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Categories: ballistic, abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Healing Ballistic Vistas
Speaking for myself, at my WinWin best, My ideal learning life classroom is outside in mountain sage and pine and birch forests overlooking a considerably more Pacific Ocean, Relieved of burdens for future climate pathology. Necessary and sufficient for this WinWin day, this breath, this leisurely walk without undue weight, And perhaps another after sufficient rest from LoseLose unrest. Where I am OK not to get perfect WinWin scores if right and left...

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Categories: ballistic, anxiety, conflict, environment, health,
Form: Free verse
Ballistic
what breach of faith has time wrought? like cannonballs through ramparts and walls each day bores on, unflinchingly through page after page of sickening drivel. the sun contentedly wallowing in its yellow sty turns over without a snort. at day's end it seeks other fields to root and hog. (undated 1979)...

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Categories: ballistic, angst
Form: Free verse



Inter-Continental Ballistic Missile
How to make the deadly seem less murderous, ICBM, AIDS, HIV, ICBM, AIDS, HIV, ICBM, AIDS, HIV, ICBM, AIDS, HIV... Acronyms make the fatal commonplace, Eviscerate the emotion, like machine code, Surgically remove the humanity... DOA, MIA, CCF, DOA, MIA, CCF, DOA, MIA, CCF, DOA, MIA, CCF... Pretty soon nothing will be real, And fear will be devoured by letters, We will smile by the bonfires... CJD, FAM, ME, CJD,...

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Categories: ballistic, history, parody,
Form: Blank verse

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