Best Ordnance Poems

If you're going to wage a war, there's a few things you must do
Like having robust logistics in place and a battle hardened crew
You'll need spies to gather intelligence, of your chosen foe
Keep one step ahead at all times and be always in the know.

If...

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What softness in silence amidst the cacophony of a spin cycle world war.
Lying next to your glow in sleep's stillness, careful of your bandaged hand.
Watching your breath enter and leave, the rise and fall of such loveliness.,
reminded of our miracle wings as they unfolded in...

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Military maneuvers,
conducted by starship troopers,
make a Lot of king Chedorlaomer noise

Earhole space
penetrated by the Pentagon puffing pace ... 
stealth sound of smoke signals
Warning drumbeat signs 
of an incoming, deadly drone invasion

Attack helicopters hover
over tempting topography targets  ~  reservoirs of rich resources
They make a...

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For those who should
Be on watch
In our defense
Opted for a romance with her
Chasing the treasures on her neck
In an endless discovery

The Sword is on the field….
For they have trodden the path
Of small is not beautiful
In a parasitic center
Drunk with wine in which
Is dissipation
While the sword...

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Thy birth on January 13th – 
   cervical contractions 
   would not abate
the pesky master (papa), strove 
   to synchronize seminal bait

thence, forty-two weeks 
   after ma parents did pro create 
imminent lviii plus years ago to...

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SANTA'S   SURPRISE   

Santa Claus stripped off his beard and red suit 
And left the show in the officers’ mess
Pulling the last tiny pieces of cotton wool from his stubbled chin
As he ran to his position 

At the end of the starboard...

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A prattling tongue,
Is like a heat seeking missile,
Or ordnance of mass destruction,

It indiscriminately destroys,
And disables, with harsh words,

Those targets, who to it,
Are of no consequence;




Proverbs 17:4...

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Mind Mapping

I wandered lonely through my mind
on a day trip with a map,
an Ordnance Survey Map with details.

The people and places hidden there
all greeted me, old friends and old haunts
neatly stacked and filed in memory.

A Mind Map leads to thinking,
processing, calculating and developing.
How does it...

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This plane clad in black that I wanted to see
Throughout this year it has eluded me
My one chance to go and see it take flight
Was thwarted by another venture in sight

A thing of beauty from an aviation view
Built for a purpose, achieving it too
Sinister and...

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Tap tap  boom… sheep scattered like shrapnel
Brian Dunn’s instant memorial smoke rose
from his peaty wet death hole, roots
lumps of peat and ling fell like black roses over his body
and the blood splattered fan of shattered gritstone
Three lads Sunday walk, October 1950

Derrick Shaw’s lower arm...

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Sans Sixth (psychic) non Sense...
Posing As Dystopian Rant

This prognosticator doth predict
potential based at current rate
sinister debacle that will
instantaneously annihilate,
which alarming (ohm my dog) turbulent
endemic chaotic spate

within human race poised to strike
doom and generate
shock tummy once amp pull goldenlocks,
now revealing a shiny baldpate
erratic behavior attendant prescient
intimations...

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“Fire” alarm sirens
are going off [the audible radar]
stealth silently
Those living deaf 
can’t receive
the incoming Death warning

Sky chariots on the roil warpath
are thunderclap rolling
Propaganda leaflet droppings
did foreshadow 
their cursed dire coming

Ordnance jewels are falling
from hailstone crowns — 
“All hail the GOAT kings reigning now!”
Greatest oppressors of...

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Serious intent to read
latest issue of TIME magazine
found attention pleasantly distracted,
when I became keenly aware
of flora and fauna bursting,

blooming, buzzing, and twittering
oblivious to yours truly sitting stock still
in folding lawn chair
marveling at each budding
natural born architect and engineer

each respective constituent
living organism engrossed
delicate as deft potters...

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Am coming home. You don’t need to start looking for me.
I will bring home the pansy in the park, bear the berry
With the tongue of the sky, in the midst of the ocean’s appellation
And the statement they made to offend me; oh, yet am still
Coming...

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Shedding blood is not a scathe,
Saving people is not a salvage,
Ruining kingdom is not an outrage,
War, as they say – is fine to indulge,
Putting lives to mortgage.

I have seen war – fear in her eyes –
Clinching onto life to survive,
And he is dauntlessly plunging to...

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