Best Glaive Poems

He rides laughter like he owns it
exclamation marks
exhileration online

Mon chevalier galant
who uses music for shield
pen for glaive

Who writes warmth
through cold white days
and sometimes silence

He'll walk out of his books
mon d'Artagnan
to conquer me...

... he thinks. But has forgotten
que je me suis rendu 
il y a longtemps


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Alpha and Omega, in the beginning was the word
Made spirit, made flesh, instinct, emotion, passion,
Apotheosis of all human experience!
For primeval man and woman, one breath,
One idiom, one allegory, and human nature
Materializes in the vile, venomous vociferations
Of the cold, calculating, crawling creature!

The word, truth or prevarication,lofty
Incandescent...

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NUKES
First Stanza

Clear was the day
Bright was the sun
The clouds were happy
And the skies
Azure
Beleaguered the city was an aura of serenity
Sparrows leaped towards the horizon
Into the deep heavens
The city was blissful
Its oppidan denizens did their daily duties
There was no presage of distress
Except the trouble they had...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 5

Kings Prophets alike the Democratic State
Do/can/may use force on people they enslave
And individual rights incriminate

Oppressed peoples’ rights remain inanimate
Until some Garibaldi wields the glaive
Kings Prophets alike the Democratic State

The art of government’s how to amputate
The will of the...

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Be not harried by apostasy spates
Surcease ye flux of basilic imprecations
Adhibit ye ,supernal paracletes  
The pith of divinity

An Achates,
Vae victis
In this temporal realm

Chatoyant fanfaronade
Sursurrant congeries
Erelong abate
Shun the gaffer's gammon
Arcadian maundering

Avaunt kaleidoscopic zealotry  
Bandy a cutlass perfervid
Ex aequo et bono

Beneficence's glaive bandies.

Preside atheling echt
In...

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In the morning I'll rise
with my glaive at my side.
Bravely waiting in the dark
for my enemies to hark.
Resolutely they'll behold
this escutcheon I hold.
Unwavering I'll defeat.
Finding the diffidence, I seek.
Utter peace is what I'll find.
In my heart, my soul and mind.
Enslavement is it's urge.
Nows the time...

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Each line is composed of two Anapaest metres and a final Spondee metre.

Come to me and put thine sweet eyes
on this note that thus came, e’en tries
to put slander within my mind
of the old and bad trite stale kind.
What false lines do impinge thy name
for...

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 4
Verses 4 and 5

This blow dealt most hard broke Marcus's glaive
and second strike that Cedric gave hurt knight.
Ben Brooster laid Sir Marcus low with stave.
The blow put knight upon the clay - bad sight!
Then came to aid at Marcus's side full...

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Book 1
Canto 4
Verses 2 and 3

With bright red shield doth Sinefred lead his line,
and thunder roars of coming lancer knights.
Attacking mails include the hunting nine
that used Charles's peregines in killing flights.
Now might will say who holds the title rights
to Broughton Place until the Judgement Day.
For...

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daggered in fear i shall never be
for living by the sword rescued me

living inside a blanket of silk,
not knowing what it feels like
to bleed without scars;
the kind that never fade, 
yet
are 
beautiful anyways

a life lived with a sword in hand
can never be free from blindness-
there’s...

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 5
Verses 8 and 9
"Lord Marmaduke is second option, Saint.
A knight that smiles much I do like with me,
and ye choose Marmaduke without complaint?
If ye nod yea, your way then may it be.
That noble liege of fame soon I will see.
Now he...

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Master Dave
Was very brave 
And not ever prone to misbehave 
Never left his house without a shave 
Mounted his horse, gave his wife a wave 
Looked far and wide for a specific knave
Found him hiding deep inside a cave
Waived his mighty glaive, sent him to...

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 Do We Bleed Not, In That We Love
 As Blades, As Roses, Time Is As Fleeting As A Dove
 And As The Sand Sifts The Moments Out The Hourglass
 And Love Finds It's Way, Just As The Blade Swinging In Inertial Mass
 F=m a...

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                 But let us remember, love's symphony 
is not just sweet,
it can be vulnerable, fragile, 
with the pain it may meet
Yet within those poignant chords, 
strength and beauty reside,
for...

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