Best Canteens Poems

I'd just checked out of a hotel in the town of Santa Fe 
Went to the store to collect supplies and went on my way
I was heading for the gold rush in the state of California 
And had registered a claim at the foot of...

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What if..

What if; it wasn't a lockdown forenoon 
Mommies whisking to kitchenette 
Daddy's out with newspaper headlines 
Little cubs denned in their late quilt and wishing no schooling today 
Rest world racing themselves to indulge in work deadlines 

What if; it wasn't a lockdown noon...

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A PEACEFUL ARMY

Special soldiers went to war
Some being not so young.
Enlisted to do their duty,
But would never fire a gun.

They wore a different uniform,
Which displayed a red shield.
This was the Salvation Army
On the lines of each battlefield.

They were a different army,
And often would work alone.
A...

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At last, a refuge from the wind and sand
Afraid of the posse that was still on their heels
Now they could loose themselves in the badlands
Wondering why they had ever decided to steal

The horses worn down something terrible
Not much left of the beans and the bacon
Canteens...

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Growin' up on the Hoosier farm, Mom fixed very simple chuck.
(We'd never heard of pate de fois gras or crispy Peking duck!)
But never mind such sophisticated and fanciful cuisines.
I'd much prefer a steamin' bowl of Mom's cornbread 'n beans!

Ah! The aroma waftin' thro' the house,...

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“Let ‘em loose,” came his bellowing yell,
“I got 3,000 head I gotta to sell,
Goin' 1,000 miles in weather that's hell,
You're all gonna sweat and all gonna smell”-

The boss’s eyes on ten cowboys did lay,
With disdain in his words he smirked to say,
“Keep ‘em cattle rollin',...

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A cowboy named Hank joined wagon trails going west on his horse
He rode the outskirts and back trails of cities in search of a home
He would get a piece of land for growing corn near a river’s source
That would ease his restless soul; put an...

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we gathered our canteens
while coughing up
tar from the hidden gravel
across high terrain

through the mist of Ankara
teal fabric blew in the.breeze
over burnt orange fragments
torn from my temporal

mangled mind of madness
shifting the gates 
of emotional tiredness 
we'd waited above ground 

as the evening roared
past us again in...

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as we walk 
pots clink against canteens –
squirrels chatter...

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Mr and Mrs private first class stationed 
in Augsburg 15th battalion 
second Calvary division canteens and sea rashins 
were being distributed while we had four more 
court martials. lined outside of the jag office 
after a deferred payment plan failed again 
der banke of Munich...

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A cavalryman's day was guided by a series of bugle calls,
The dulcet tones reverberating within the palisade walls.
Wanting to hurl a boot at the bugler for "Reveille" at dawn,
Instead he stumbled from his cot at "Assemble" on the lawn.

Before he had breakfast, the horses must...

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The old fashioned monsoons
Meant for the flowers and cacti of Arizona California
And New Mexico
Have fled those deserts and dusty reservoirs
To find a new friend instead in Michigan

Up here in the Great Lakes
We’re not used to summer waterfalls

And sweaty doors
Swollen
Refusing to fit their frames

Stair railings sticky...

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Why do you never come to us
Have we no voice
What is the engine of your distrust
It was not our vice
That ran this country to the ground
And we are only energy left around
Since our interest is tied
To what the merchants crucified
Where will you get tax
And we...

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Jill and Lucille are two very hungry slugs
They often dine out at their local garden food hubs. 
Lettuce, flowers, fruits, sunflowers and beans
These are a few choices from these veggie canteens.

Some clues are noticed from a gardeners view
Slugs are not clever, they often leave one...

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So let's see what the laddies need
To charge the guns and not impede
The rate of fire to cut them down
And body bags to go all 'round.

Let's give then picks and shovels
And blamket rolls to boot,
And heavy rolls of barbed wire
To carry for the shoot.

And fancy...

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