Best Battle Poems

Courage of Youth, Battle of Ypres, Flanders Field
(A Tribute)

Tough as nails young man with a red right hand
red-fire and whiskey ran in his blood.
Courageous seed...

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When the crimson rose has faded
And our day at last is done;
In the forest dark and shaded
Blows the tempest, dims the sun.
When the night holds...

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In the middle of winter
within misty moors,
lies a melancholic meadow.

Up above grey skies foretell
perturbed crows to seek shelter.
Down below, 
an isolated tree - naked and...

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-Escape of the mountain-

Do you care about my breast?
The new curve - countryside corset
The beauty of every summer dress 
Laying down, wearing out gravity 
Embracing...

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He is the king of words and poets alike
Assay as you may, this man you won’t smite
His armour sparkles in night or day
Defending those too...

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Her paintbrush is a razor,
Her canvas, her wrists,
"I deserve the pain."
She shrugs and insists.

One day the brush will push down,
And it will cut so deep,
That...

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Part I

Where gladiators fought for life,
we meet to fight for love
The constellations in the Roman night sky,
celestial spectators, bathe the Colosseum
in the white blood of...

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walking gracefully  
with a pendulum movement ~
a herd of giraffes   

the mass migration
crocodiles at the river~
food for the taking

gazelles are running ...

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The Scarlet Letter H



Two Windows                    The...

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just going  to church every week ~ does not make you a better Christian

be grateful for everything that you have ~ because many have...

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Thinking of you in crimson dawn rising
Voice of fervid night keeps calling me
Naming the lady of my fabulous dreams
Meet me I say, gleaming amber glory
Start...

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I suck at dying poems
Chemo poems, Metastatic Cancer poems,
Hair falling out in the shower poems
 
And I told a half truth
When I told you I...

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One day we will be, forever silent.
Where would we be without poetry?

As a child, I buried my heart,
drained from games death would play -
in adulthood,...

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The words that I write
flow from a deep place
The lines I express
mirror the lines on my face

Some lines are joyful
other lines took their toll
Yes the...

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Sometimes life is the tragedy
of a fly, caught in a cobweb -
awaiting its fate.

It's happening again,
a child of summer misplaced
in the dawn of autumn's anguish....

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