Best Beachhead Poems

I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out
Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch
private parts of...

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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...

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June 6th 1944
An Armada masses at Europe's door
Five sector landings, 160,000 troops
On the following beaches, our hero's would swoop
Utah, Omaha, Juno, Sword and Gold
Allow me...

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Time Like Crashing Waves 

Time, like waves crashing on a smooth-faced sand,
Leaves imbedded ripples on shores of memory
And drop-offs marked with steep undertow warnings
In foamy...

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Dreams Forever Awake
                 by Odin Roark

A father dreams of...

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I see in far side vision                   ...

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We are about to be invaded by forces unknown,
the Martians are coming and their cover is now blown.
The invasion will start in the east around...

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DEFEAT

Out of the waves they come.
Helmeted army of crabs
Trundle over the perfect pools 
Of starfish and periwinkle,
Murking up the sandy bottom
Of their foxholes, 
Armoured claws...

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My warden is the one who lights the specters.  

I apologize.  

Quite the respecter of persons.  He does it merely to emote....

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Bright sun lit the sky and I lit a joint
  and the mood was gay and our spirits free;
when headed for the coast, Te...

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Across starboard bow the cliffs drew nearer,
  into harm’s way mighty battalions drove -
men and mule upon cold waves of terror
  stormed the...

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A courageous wave,
unfurls it's massive,
turbulent-white wingspan,
charges the beachhead, 
and flings itself, determinately,
against a rocky cliff wall:
metamorphosing into a fine mist,
floating languidly in the soft breeze,
then...

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Flatulent chaos came late last night.
My Lola Beans she jumped in fright.
A forceful toot so grand and loud.
Followed by a gaseous cloud.

it knocked poor Lilly...

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Is the passion of loins or the merging of mind
More significant role found in Love if Love's real?
And does sex make its bed (a sad...

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