Best Cannon Poems

The ocean shatters on the banks of my despair
where I stand above the cliffs in mournful yearning there,
amid the thunder and the lightning
that cracks the black of night
I curse the rocks below that took his precious life.
 
Oh Cannon Lee, Oh Cannon Lee!
 
my merman...

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 A man with a creative dream
 On an arid afternoon
 Admiring God's creation
 Relaxing in the sunlight
 With his cowboy hat
 Giving him a little shade
 Watching the cumulus clouds
 Shading the desert wasteland
 Captured all by the artistic eyes 
 Of a man...

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The ocean shatters on the banks of my despair
where I stand above the cliffs in mournful yearning there,
amid the thunder and the lightning
that cracks the black of night
I curse the rocks below that took his precious life.

Oh Cannon Lee, Oh Cannon Lee!
my merman of the...

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At times I'm a loose cannon
The difference is I use pens while you use handguns
I spray in every direction but I try to be careful with who I hit
When you fire that much at once, you're due to miss 
Trying to solve the puzzle but...

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Echoed giggles remain hysterical in Spring
Abundant greenery grows tall along the river
Both sides of the banks merge their foliage
Connecting branches together overhead     
Trees become an arching canopy above it all
Creating shade for children paddling on 
Now bouncing on the Cannon traveling...

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A gaping hole 
It’s dark and lonely 
A soft wind dances through the deep cannon 
Things here feel sad and empty 
And the light is far away and unseen 
It’s cold 	
There is nothing
And this cannon 
it lives right in the very depths of my...

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patch of cannas
double dwarf almost red....
fog shrouded   ...

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It rests 'neath spreading sycamores on the small-town square,
A venerable old relic of the Civil War affair.
The sun casts a fleeting glint as it rises anew each dawn,
On the brass barrel of the cannon on the court house lawn.

Oft' on languid summer days I like...

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In time, in time, always in time
The prophets always say
There is no time in heaven
It just gets in the way
Perhaps the madness of my life
Has seeped inside my mind
Perhaps the sadness of my heart
Has reaped the poorest kind
For chains and locks are what they gave
To...

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Like being shot out of a cannon,
I charged out of bed,
Took one look around me,
My spirits, they bled,
Jumped back into bed,
Hoping to sleep,
Another twenty-four years,
Before out of bed I again leap....

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When all the words a king may say
Lay lifeless on the ground
And windstorms blow them far away
With not a single sound.
Then no one any worry pays
As acquiescence he seeks
But ears awake and eyebrows raise
When e'er the cannon speaks.

She speaks to warriors from the east
And armies...

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Human cannon
 They shot him out of a cannon and lost his legs
He flew low over a forest that took his arms 
And torso, his head landed in a hexes’ glade
From trees dripped gore like strawberry jam
They flew up with their brooms collected what
Was left...

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Little five year old boy
Just riding his bike
When a man came along
And cruelly ended his life

The boy was sweet
And gentle as can be
How could anyone take a life 
With such Animosity?

He had his whole life ahead of him
And it was sadly cut short
His beautiful smile,...

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A Question of Cannon Fodder

Drenched in the blood
Wept in raining puddles of agony
The wretched and forgotten
Mud of centuries
He fell by knees and palms
Dead to the feet of living 
A Splashing tattoo of scarlet drumming
On the futile embrace
Of histories life spent warring

Driven by battle
Riffle, bomb, bow,...

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the kids are going nuts
one almost keeled over

one inquires about the whereabouts
of the large-caliber pipe pistol

one gives the spheroid
a handshake and hug

the arm like an tartarean
eclipse with a surreptitious

star-nosed mourning
mole on the end of it

one gives the projectile
a high five, invented by a

basketball player with
four...

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