Best Bowie Knife Poems

The First Texian Macabre Arena Ballad (The extended free-fallen edition)
 
In another life, is where I first saw your face!
One summer afternoon, lying wounded next...

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An earthen gray memorial stands alone against
A rugged desert landscape, built by the mortal
Hands of the faithful.
No bells do ring, in the churches steeple, but...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.

The...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.


The...

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Oh! African child, the temple
A redient beauty of nature
Thou are the cradle capital
 Of humanity and creatures
The founder of patriarchal

Oh! African child,
The coy the toy...

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When I was a mere half grown boy
There was one thing that brought me joy
Animals; silken and fleecy 
Like look much better lying still and...

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Bands of sunlight
Streamed through the curtains
Woke up to a glorious spring day
In Lowndes County Georgia 1918
Little Sara and Clint jumped in our bed
For morning hugs...

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The embers glow mysteriously as the breezes pass
In Whitby where the terraced houses fell on mass
Two new friends sit and chat about the devastating storms
And...

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My DNA was planted at a crime scene
in an apartment that I truthfully have never been.
My fingerprints were found on the murder weapon,
a Bowie knife...

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THESACK

Hell is where the heart is
Or used to be,
Or never was.
Torrent Dead Sea.
Splinter life from me
Separate, who says we are free?

One in the bush
two in...

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In memoriam:  Queen Elizabeth II died on 8 September 2022. May she Rest in Peace.

Gracious and a constant all my life,
not bending to public...

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‘Twas close to the day when Buba Claus,
His red nose and Bowie knife shining,
Would be off to fill the manly's hearths,
With bacon for their frying.

The...

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...Johnny just shrugged, took out his Bowie knife,
and started carving off meat for a meal.
He built a fire and roasted back-strap,
it tasted strangely like pork,...

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I began to stop seeing her
When she told me
About her Bowie knife collection
And her occasional bouts with P.M.S....

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I’m lost in a foreign country
But I’ve lived here all my life
Recently I came into money
I bought a tractor and a Bowie knife
Now I’m farming...

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