Best Drills Poems
Footles X Fifteen...Trees clear.
Falls here.
Docs pills
Cure ills.
Dim glow
Wick low.
Turn key
Lock free.
Mist cloud
Grey shroud.
Big weir
Stay clear.
Wasp sting
Red ring.
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Categories:
drills, humor,
Form:
Footle
Keep It Turnin' To the Right...Oklahoma cowboy, tough coal miner’s son
Born in Henryetta, south of Tulsa some
Raised by daddy’s momma, taught him wrong from right
Daddy taught him ropin’, taught him how to fight
Herding mad......
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Categories:
drills, day, earth, funny, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Portrait of a Public Servant...
It is 3:00 a.m. on an icy cold winter morning.
A piercing alarm shatters the silence at the station, and
he is sped away on a flashing red vehicle, horns blaring,
to respond to the emerg......
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Categories:
drills, courage, dedication, tribute,
Form:
Prose
Resurrection...(Chorus)
You think you've got swagger but really you hobble,
you've got the jet lagger and you're drunk so you wobble,
don't start on me mate 'cus I will bring trouble,
to put it into slang words......
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Categories:
drills, hip hop, humorous, power,
Form:
Rhyme
America Wasn'T So Bad Back Then...We have something in common, a fellow I talk to now and then. We’re about the same age and perhaps the only ones in the diner who think our past lives are interesting. So when the two of us shoot the......
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Categories:
drills, america,
Form:
Prose
The Truth You Don'T Want To Know...I am not a detective or a sleuth,
but what I write about is only the truth.
You are not going to like what I have to say,
but the truth has to come out some way.
September 11, 2001 is what I ......
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Categories:
drills, mystery, political
Form:
Rhyme
Poetry and Death by yolanda nicholsen...She'd entered my dwelling, my stalker a complete fatal attraction, mimicking my every move, simply distraught I was ,who could this intruder be, ripping pages on my Elliot Ness desk, pages I'd writte......
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Categories:
drills, allah,
Form:
Crown of Sonnets
Facing the Hurt...To ride the sea is a pleasure and a curse
as huddle of gulls, starfish dart from nowhere
enchanting frolic on breakers, they traverse
into buoyant laps with crystal tides so rare.
My arms......
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Categories:
drills, courage, fear, hurt,
Form:
Ottava rima
I Will Never Forget...I will never forget
The Sunday school my father taught,
Sitting cross-legged on veranda floor,
English, Maths,grammar and the lot,
hours of learning till bums went sore!
His skill in maths was......
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Categories:
drills, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Refections of the Past, Visions of the Future...
Day stacks upon day, forming opaque windows behind me.
These can be blown away at times, a clarity of vision in momentary glimpses.
Here, a face most beloved, turning my bowels to water tha......
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Categories:
drills, emotions, family, identity, introspection,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
The Church Refused To Christen a Baby...In Jesus's day they got thrills from fire,
todays world we put wheels on flyers,
they didn't use drills to find supplies
and they hadn't the skills to fly the skies.
The Bible is wise and full ......
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Categories:
drills, corruption, god, how i
Form:
Rhyme
ARMY SERGEANT JOHN KEYS...Been in the army for years
Devoted and committed
Sergeant Keys is a born Leader
His Army Soldiers understand
Base after Base at his command
Tough at Exercise drills
Be all you can be to fulfill......
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Categories:
drills, adventure, america, appreciation, character,
Form:
Rhyme
Army BRATS Always Wanna Fly High...Army BRAT’S Always ‘Wanna’ Fly High
The tradition necessitates that as a child born unto military parents
Called by the beloved acronym Born Raised and Trained (BRAT’S)
Be always on the spotligh......
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Categories:
drills, appreciation, celebration, character, childhood,
Form:
Narrative
Outdoor Dining...I ate in an outdoor shed today;
The cold did not stand in my way.
I wasn’t bothered by the noise
Of traffic which, at times, annoys.
Construction sounds, like drills and booms
Or buses spewing......
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Categories:
drills, happy, new york,
Form:
Rhyme
The face of youth...
that look of innocence and expectation
that a future with promises awaits
their anticipation of clear blue skies
and hope that tomorrow will be brighter
that look of unadulterated naivete
on......
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Categories:
drills, future, hope, innocence, world,
Form:
Free verse