Best Duel Poems

The sun was setting, as it usually does
The town a ghost town, the main street all but silenced
The wind blowing leaves and dreams to and fro
The tension in the air was palpable

The few souls about all peering out shuttered windows
When in from the west, came...

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Many lovers’ kiss faded from my lips
Like summers early morning mist that dries
When timely sunrise first arrives outside
My windowpane. Can I rewrite the script
Of providence that’s handed me? Eclipse
Another, hardly. The Jekyll and Hyde
Reside in me: the good and bad divide
At first but then the...

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.....Norm Duel and Johnno of the Second Twenty Fifth.....
Were in Syria in 1941.....
They were surrounded by the French Foreign legion with....
75mm cannon and machine gun ....
Their mortar position was in a hundred gallon pit.....
They'd plonk the Vichy French just a bit....
A wounded calf was still...

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Both speed and intensity,
obstacles on earth’s great sea.
Srong gales top the weather charts
vying winds of valiant hearts.

Freezing forces whip about,
crowded in the hold we pray.
Faith duels with fear and doubt.
Ahoy! ahead! dawn’s new day.


written May 31, 2018
Eight Lines, (Nature) Joseph May...

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out of control chaos
behind the scenes
passion caution
duking it out
fists flying
teeter tottering
winning losing
caution passion



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Submitted on May 30, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (JUN 1) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on September 8, 2020...

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      "Fire and Ice Love Duel"



fierce fire of love smoldered, melting chilled veins
frozen in tears from passion's masquerade game
a grieving heart shattered as glass windowpanes
ressurected by lovelight's intimate flame.

fire sparks lovers to trust words so gentle
as ice quells desires strong...

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The Poets Duel


I consider myself the poet
Of historic love affairs
Not the Romeo and Juliette’s we all know
The ones mirrored in lesser history of lore
Like Heloise and Abelard
I was the king of this poetic style

Then came along the competition
He thought somehow he could outdo me
With his...

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Which Cowboy bites dust tomorrow at noon,
Fighting duel to end, to death the tune,
The sun at noon shows no glare,
Bystanders, time of day fair,
Outside the saloon, a hot day in June.

Poetry Competition Entry: HIGH NOON POETRY CONTEST
Sponsor: Joseph May
Date: 07/05/2022...

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     Dark rain dripping
     hands and feet poised ready
     as danger appears

Two Kung Fu masters ~ trouble eye to eye
There would be no peace ~ the tension was high
Each one knew that their Kung...

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Sweet flowing hands
Sweeping charm
Dancing slowly
Like wings
of a butterfly

His eyes - gentle, perceiving, acknowledging
In the midst of silence, he's aware of her every move

Sliding along 
Shuffles feet
as arms 
go back
Taking snake shape
The great cobra strikes

His lips - challenged, firm yet slightly amused
In the midst of chaos,...

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It happened on one autumn morn
The bright sun raked the sky
The two men stood and faced each other
One of which must die

The wind blew down the dusty lane
This bright an sunny morn
Along a quiet winding creek
A gunfighter would be born

The breeze then sent a puff...

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I think the truth is always right.
Duel, measuredly I do count my steps.

Tired eyes, yes, the night was sleepless.
I hope the God will not leave me in the wrong.

My opponent, accepted the challenge, did not blink.
Bustling I always respect the bravest.

Yesterday's evening among the tipsy...

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When near the doomed dark hour drew, 
Dreadful deed descended through 
The tunnel trap, damp and dim, 
Where a duo met at their whim. 

Mundane motive - love triangle, 
Jealousy jailed in a tangle. 
Devoured by its fatal flame 
The foes counted steps to...

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Twenty steps,
Turn and shoot,
Nerves steeled,
With many a toot,

Pistol loaded,
As am I
Why do I seem,
So eager to die?

That fiend I face,
I must prevail,
So back to the bar,
To enjoy more ale

On step nineteen,
I start to turn,
Is anyone counting?
Then I learn...

One step ahead,
Was my prey,
For he had turned
On...

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"A Duel"
By Rachel Heffington

Long ago in a valley green,
Where a thriving hamlet once had been
Was a rubb-ly castle, hidden well
By maples tall, in a shady dell.
The penants, fluttery once, and gay,
Now hung in shreds- a faded gray;
The tower was crumbly, the dias leaked,
And in the...

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