Best Battalions Poems

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Doomed To Feel That Bite And Hear Serpent's Wicked Hiss

Beyond mingling of Light, Matter, Human thought
reams of coils within darkest abyss are there caught
denied rays emitted by our reddish flame sun
wherein single feather may weigh a billion tons
lay boiling cauldrons of spittle and greedy lust
built...

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Mute
but immutable.
Unmoving, unmoveable;
timeless, yet tireless.
Solitary stalwart sentinel
surveils undulating horizon.

Aberrant, achromatic clouds
pock-mark the skies, as distant
rumblings herald his adversary's
latest gambit in their age-old conflict.

The wrath of a thousand crashing,
clashing, thrashing fists batter
against the beleaguered sentry.
Ceaselessly, remorselessly,
the maelstrom assails him.

But the foundations are firm and
noble gatekeeper stands...

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Warring wounded Warriors winded, 
as they stand by the blood-stained shore;
Battalions breathily bruised and bended,
 as they begin to march on for more…
Evil encounters evolve and enslave, 
for their conquering captains do command;
As demons devour and deprave,
 decompositional defaults within their demand.

Lachrymal lonely landscapes lament,...

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New Guinea Kokoda Campaign

In 1942 the Japs appeared, took all the islands north.
Our troops were mainly school boys and for New Guinea bound.
13,000 Japs landed, climbed up Kokoda and came forth.
As  Yanks,  Macarthur's boys took over Melbourne town.
Churchill said "No we can't help,...

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I've always admired 
horses
and I guess I most surely 
always will
No legend without em' 
complete
The unsung heroes of 
any heroic battle

Pony, colt, filly or mare
ride it bareback if you 
dare

Ride them to a trot, ride 
them to a canter
your beast of burden yet 
be fair...

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Enter Bare

Nocturnal screams of voices beamed
Through sacrificial sacred skies
Insanity on a killing spree
With tears crusted crucified cries

On Angels wings flying thin
As the multitudes will divinely divide
Enter bare as we watch and stare
For the world has embraced genocide

Rubble rumbles as structures crumble
Lives are lost within a...

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The Fog of War

Our foes wait in their well-defended lair,
Imagining that they’ll stay safe and warm.
Our siege cannons thunder; smoke mists the air.
While thinking of barricades each must storm,
All my soldiers ready their arms to bear.
Bugles sound: Battalions!  Companies!  Form! 
Once over the...

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softly swift, along in threes,
battalions fierce, would grind the wind.
the grandeur of glory great,
could savour each victory's fate.
arrayed in lines, for wars cut,
soldiers set in uniforms.
adorned and armed to their teeth,
with gloved up hands, booted feet.

Marching Seasons, the war times,
a great army, with more behind.
trembling...

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Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of abandoned country folk
crushed in the rubble of new era ruins
Krout...

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Better to be bold in battle
then benign in retreat!
No victory comes from actions prattle;
May honor be found in refusing defeat -

My vaults will not be breeched
by faults,
may we have a merry waltz
devoid of all unsavory salts,
this of you I have beseeched -

On this table we...

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Standing straight in columns and ranks, 
Heads newly shaved by the barber, 
Carrying guns loaded with blanks: 
New recruits after Pearl Harbor. 
     (Our foes wait in their well-defended lair,)
The Generals inspected troops, 
     (Imagining that they’ll...

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 La Fête foraine de Scarborough (La Version complète)
 
      For the medieval English poet and Simon and Garfunkel 
-	In admiration -

Allez-vous à Scarborough fête foraine ?
(Sur la côte d'une colline dans le vert intense d'une forêt) 
Persil, sauge, romarin...

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How has it dawn on us so soon when we hadn’t even achieved much?
Why has the marketplace ceased to buy and sell so scanty the streets wither away
The clouds becomes more darkened as smokes ascend randomly our fields are on fire
We can feel the rain...

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Happy we pals of battalions from villages born of love
And sweet tender mercies, unlike here entrenched 
With the foe. Grey mists on the horizon, silhouetted hove
Of sallow composition; subdued and drenched.

Between us, in 'no man's land' a barren waste
Of limbs stacked high, orchestrating the way
Of...

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Resistance On The Iberian Peninsula

“Liberté, égalité, fraternité (Liberty, Equality, Fraternity),”
Scream French revolutionists as they guillotine monarchists heads, 1
Then crown Napoleon Bonaparte Emperor of France, 2
Who commands the French forces in wars raged across Europe.

The Grande Armée has defeated the ‘Fourth Coalition:’ 3, 4
And in 1807,...

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