Best Pyrrhus Poems

PYRRHIC VICTORY*
 
Written for a friend who has cancer!



Who are you, oh Death?

Are you:

A friend 
Or 
A foe?

My liberation 
Or 
My condemnation?

The end of my troubles 
Or
The beginning of my tribulations?

The sunset of the temporal 
Or 
The dawn of the eternal?

Whoever you are, 
Unafraid before...

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i just want to sit around,
drinking, sniffing things, scratching
myself, getting high.
just watching my pen
fill up a page.

do whatever it takes
to become a 'writer.'
a 'poet.'

something i admire, but
never really aspire to.

i just don't think i'd fit in.

they write poems about insignificant
relations and parallels to the
most trite...

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...Through the woodlands the riflemen did steam,
reinforcing General Greene’s second line,
the British pressed on, still on the attack,
but they had quite the devil of a time.

Marching through forest that broke up their ranks,
while Americans poured on musket balls,
the dead and wounded kept piling up,
they paid...

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You’ve read about the Victory of Pyrrhus,
who said, “I beat them, but I’ll tell you flat:
(he hadn’t seen this motor-bike with mirrors)
we won’t survive another one like that!”

I asked the rider why he needs reflection
on such a scale. “You’d rather I rode blind?”
Approaching cars, he...

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