Best Gunfire Poems

clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is...

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Lest we forget

When the Shelling 
And the Din of gunfire
Finally stopped 

His mind was shot
A hollow broken shell
Stood

Crooked in the corner of some foreign land
Every...

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The symbol of remembrance is the red poppy
When I look upon it, this is what I see,
I see courage, sacrifice and extreme bravery
See thousands enlisting...

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Our dinner, boiled to death root vegetables, we swallow in silence as night closes-in on the school. The co-opted Buddhist monastery housing us empties its...

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So many voices, both men and women all talking at once, it was dark.
I don’t understand a word of what they are saying.
I'm trying to...

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Ah the lovely seasdie
Ah the lovely seaside

Childhood scents
Salt air, Salty bitter memories

Jacques had turned just seven
He dreamed to walk along the seashore
He dreamed to see...

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A man named Ben stood on a slope looking at the gates of hell,
He swore they’d never turn back, him and his best friend Del.
They...

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Broken windows give no reflection
graffiti for those who can read

concrete streets are polluted rivers
passing shoes leave bodies in need

disillusion is a crumbled sidewalk
stretching to an...

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The sun slowly rises over the horizon
casting its rays turning night to day.
Chasing away the lingering darkness
revealing the hills and shadow cast valleys.

Details become more...

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Raven hair splays across her pillow in soft waves.
Olive skin as smooth as the satin on which she lays.

Golden locket with their images, rests upon...

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Gunfire lit the clouds
as the weeping sky shed her
tears on Flanders Fields...

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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...

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A young man carrying a green duffel bag
over his shoulder shifts when he walks.
Off to war for our country and flag.
No military knowledge with little...

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Schoolboy

Can this be school? So dark and worn
a backless seat, walls of scorn.
Someone said, “We need a school.
This cement relic here will do.”

There sits a...

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They slipped their chains and spread their brains
On walls of bricks and mortar,
Bared their teeth in their belief,
Prepared themselves for slaughter.

Howled aloud in the smoke...

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