Best Crosshairs Poems

Spiritually I’m daily in the devils crosshairs, sending thoughts to me, result? Confusion.
Every time I am by myself, I know he’s going to be intruding.
Knowing...

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Ain't  An Ornery Yahoo
 
Old widow lady of ninety-two
Lives by herself with nothing else to do
Except sit in her chair next to the window...

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How to maintain credibility

Granulated points of view, they will not pan out.
They will sift through the strain, and leave your crowd with doubt.
This is always...

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A faithful atmospheric worth of you,
equal in statuesque rainbow possess.
Grace a forest wake to rumored jewel,
long drawn-out winks ethereal blesses.
Favoring flowers blossoming parades,
a living garden...

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Did you know....
about the look in my eyes?
The ongoing fatigue....
The fact that I sleep more....
the fact that I distance myself....
away from you?

Don't you see,
what you've...

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It’s hard to ask the right questions,
their answers easier made

The hammer cocked, the truth in sight
—through crosshairs query bade

(Radnor Pennsylvania: January, 2020)...

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Just finger play above his head,
three little brothers in a bed;

light shafts beam, shadows command,
of airplane flight on ceiling spanned.

So great a love, this brother...

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Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck, 
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck 
heston (now a shooting...

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Twas a dark knight, 
whence there came a pawn the hushed crowded movie house
A phantom of horror sprung out of the rookery that wrought deadly...

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Old mean widow lady of ninety-two

lives by herself with nothing else to do

Hunkers in her chair next to the window

stares out for hours with dreams...

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Slow
deep breath
no quick moves.
Brown form alert.
Crosshairs rhythmically bounce on shoulder crease.
One smooth pull shatters silence, blurs vision.
Noble prey down,
tribe well fed.
Thankful
pray....

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Stand Your Ground

I joined the soup to challenge myself, all I wanted to do was write
I’m not a professional poet and sometimes my words lack...

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You walk on me like a sidewalk 
And write on me like chalk 
I go blind just seeing you talk 
My teeth are numb from...

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Fate Of Mankind...

(this prognosticator ordains,
which if came to pass no brains)
necessary to impress any 
goo goo dolls, nor swains!)

Cited in crosshairs of  thermonuclear warfare
quite...

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Keep digging trenches,
Enemy bodies piled in ditches, 
No intuition for this is no heaven vision,
Where is God in wars religion, 
Indecision, nervous flinches, Napalm bombs...

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