Best Balaclava Poems
Of Snow and Ice...Fifty-two words in Inuktitut
A full deck plus a Joker
That's me
As a bike courier
Each day's weather
Was a new game to play
Winter storms a sport of kings
For traffic riders
Crowned insan......
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Categories:
balaclava, appreciation, language, weather,
Form:
Free verse
Smuggler's Boat...Migrants on the move from violence
their only possession
breath-space on a smuggler’s boat
secured with back-bent harvests
in pretzel-bent systems
weight of crates of strawberries
hoisted on ......
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Categories:
balaclava, boat, death, hope, journey,
Form:
Free verse
Blackness...BLACKNESS
No racism, we are all made of black
Like a bacon-eating balaclava-wearing bachelor Jack,
And even if you're white or Caucasian,
Can't run from black hair like typical Asian
Cos of crea......
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Categories:
balaclava, 1st grade, africa, black
Form:
Rhyme
A Summer In Reflection...The morning sun hovers coyly
behind broad shoulders of the John Crow Mountain
before unwrapping petals of fever plant and Venice.
Mama’s countenance was far contrast to one so radiant,
so when t......
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Categories:
balaclava, childhoodold, children, morning, old,
Form:
Lyric
Fog...
I kept on the grass
Away from the road
There was silence wherever I walked.
My school balaclava
Covered my head
And I “smoked” whenever I talked.
Assembled that morning
We'd sung about J......
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Categories:
balaclava, childhood, confusion, mystery, religion,
Form:
Rhyme
The British Soldier At Balaclava...By Robert J (Bob) Moore © 2016
I am a British soldier, been a soldier all my life
and back home in England, I left 2 kids and a wife
now I’m outside Sebastapol, with Cardigans Brigade
waiting t......
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Categories:
balaclava, adventure, conflict, death, england,
Form:
Rhyme
N'Iron...strife riven island corner, rough hewn by rival visitation
vexed, looking in, looking out, on the edge of places to go
thrang in thrall of other realms, banners furling, batons flung
across ......
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Categories:
balaclava, community, culture, destiny, history,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Poems About Things That Break Ii...Poems about Things that Break II
These are poems about things that break and/or shatter.
Water and Gold
by Michael R. Burch
You came to me as rain breaks on the desert
when every ......
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Categories:
balaclava, break up, depression, divorce,
Form:
Rhyme
A Teen Time Past...A TEEN-TIME PAST
Fairisle jumpers,short-trousers*
Plimsoles,balaclava,long socks
School-cap,blazared,with ties
Chip-butty,not stick-like fries
*a rite of passage when you were allowed to wea......
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Categories:
balaclava, childhood, nostalgia
Form:
Quatrain
New Years Day 2016...Commodities calmly caressing. Calling carrots. Calling capers. Calamity is not an injested window wiper nor a window sill so dare to jump off a pinnacle to declare justice. Arachnid akmed. Duty done.......
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Categories:
balaclava, age, angel, new years
Form:
When a Rappist Turns Into a Murderer........."Leave you slumpt on the dutty streets........
...I dunno where you from..But....thats how its done in east".....
Was what a pathetic chav so full of snide had once said
Th......
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Categories:
balaclava, murder,
Form:
Playing With the Paint...pickle a paper and print paint playfully pointing pins
Knitting needles in a fish and chip shop is about as useful or as necessary as eating a soup with a spade. Dramatic are the arriving interludes......
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Categories:
balaclava, absence, allah, allusion, angel,
Form:
Fortitiude Is Not An Attitude Nor a Forked Out Relay Race...For anyone going through crap here is a bit of madness xxxxxxx
Why is it that a juice isnt speaking to a nine foot tree? A nine mile climb to a fortune tree, is a vertical axis of cake bake. And tha......
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Categories:
balaclava, absence, allegory, allusion,
Form:
Jenny Free Verse...JENNY FREE VERSE
Balaclava over my head,
I nipped into the John Hewitt
and went nervously up to the bar.
'Are you a poet?' a woman's voice inquired.
I dreaded the question, so embarrassed. It w......
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Categories:
balaclava, fantasy, me, me,
Form:
Narrative
And Then There Were Nuns...Black hoodie, black gloves and a black balaclava
Allegiances born of belligerent father
A council estate with yards full of tyres
A rucksack that’s laden with tin tacks and wires
Cars outside......
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Categories:
balaclava, ireland, religion,
Form:
Rhyme