Best Adventuremen Poems
Agent Arkansas kicked down the bolt lock door. He fired one round and once he was
out of shots he swung back out of the room to reload. The four men started flipping
tables for cover. Agent listened carefully to where they were hiding.
Reload-
Swing around the doorway
Fire-
One-Two-Three
-Missed
Four-Five-Six
-Hit
Return fire
Not one hit
Dive out of the room
Silence before the storm…
Agent waits for the three men left to reload. BETA breaks the quiet by telling him that
he should go while they are reloading.
Ignoring BETA, Agent, cocks his pistol and turns. He starts firing, killing two more-
leaving one left. He moves back behind the wall to reload and shoots one shot into the
last gunman’s chest.
IV
And so the Talisman knights reveled for a time,
Alone, adrift;
But it was not long before goodly vengeance came hard and swift,
For Alan the True and his band of knights rode through fear and doubt,
And when he arrived upon that sickly green plain,
He and his host did shout;
"You have raped to gain your sight,
Lost all that is precious and right,
And now you demons will die justly and well;
You will end this bloody day in hell!"
V
The two armies of might battled and fought through that day,
And nary a prayer to the gods did one say,
And when the moons rose once again in that green land of death,
The good men had taken the last evil breath,
A victory... of a kind,
On the blood-stained plains of victory, stood a scarred and tortured mind,
A mind that shed a tear and shied away,
As he surveyed his fallen enemies that day...
VI
And in the aftermath Alan led the good men of his host to a hill,
That those knights could look down upon the blood they had spilled,
The red stained, white clad Talisman knights, laid out in droves upon the green and crimson
ground,
Dead and dying, or otherwise bound,
And Alan's knights viewed that moon-jade field, lush deranged,
And there, beneath the dead men of both armies;
The green disappeared, and the land was so changed.
And once more that land was a scar,
A pitiable place, from near and afar,
The evil is gone, and the goodness restored,
To a land that is sterile, and always abhorred.
Mr Hyde
As usual mr Hyde
escaped from inside
and insulted you
of course he says i've lied
but men are men
and sometimes then
inappropiate too true
sorry
Don
For the ladies i've managed to insult :(
ps you know us men all thumbs
and then without our trousers
with foot in mouth we make amends
if lady sweet allows us
I
In the eighth year, the dark men clad in dead-white came,
Killing for pleasure and greed by day, drinking and laughing by night all the same,
By the razing fire's light below him, such horrific things young Alan saw,
In the face of the marauding, cultist army, that carnivorous, all-consuming maw,
The Talisman knights, who bore before them banners in black and red, and a dead man upon
a pike at the army’s head,
And they screamed out prayers to their gods as they killed upon that field, sharp and ugly
mantras,
Twisted like the brutal weapons they did wield,
In that bloody moonlight, all the people hid and ran…
Except for Alan the true, of the northern realms,
Who carried within his armor hope for all his fellow man.
II
"To return." said Alan, as he gazed from his heath,
As good people fell, and were butchered beneath,
Where the talisman worshippers carried before them hate and fire;
Killed and raped and burned together, each to his black heart's desire,
To know? Alan watched and shed a tear,
As from such men which fled in fear,
To wander with that common lust,
Of brave men forged, in broken trust.
Thrust upon that tainted hill, that ruined place,
That scar upon a fecund face,
Never known to those whose banner flied;
In such a place they cast their pride.
III
The talisman knights, clothed in white hauberks and red stars,
Charged and scarred the land they sought,
And upon the tired backs of slaves they bought,
A vast and fertile kingdom, untrue and most unbold;
For such a coin their souls were sold.
As soiled a land as was ever seen,
Though calm in peace, and lush in green,
Yet in darkness, still the zealot army knew;
That in the North was cause to rue.
Love moves.
Once again you make my day
A kiss from me if that's ok
be careful though for men are weak
will want through bedroom window sneak
yes men are weak when women squeak
men of course are slow to speak
the silent ones have ought to say
less cornered by a shiela hey
so bait your trap tease just a bit
until he thinks you are just it
hotter than the month of may
Is she coming out to play
Don Johnson