Best Sortie Poems

[Just a little note to help maintain the peace on Soup.          
To cause no animosity among...

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“Die Another Day”


“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”


“The Place is a hazardous...

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~ Grandfather's Clock ~
 
My old grandfather had a clock
It wasn’t a grandfather clock
A clock it was that went tick tock
It sent me mad grandfather’s...

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Soothing and calming is this summer downpour,
Under the tin roof of my gazebo I listen to the score;
Murmuring and whispering in my sadly drooping...

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A crisp, cold morning in Hyde Park, 
and he is waiting for his date. 
As joggers jog and poodles bark, 
the girl's unconscionably late. 

He...

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Wake not the beast

 We told you not to touch him
Now you must pay the price
For not listening to your elders
And taking their advice.
Don’t prod...

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Timely sifting, sets slowly drifting
lofty apart, aloof of sort
as lost ships, in tidal dips 
as ocean attests, perils at best
sortie Est, sortie Quest

Through a remembered...

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Your face, your soul in me
Your love, special memory in me

Breath in me, life I offer thee
Soul in me, spirit travels with thee

Moon that covers...

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BOMBER  COMMAND

It won’t happen to me
he said,
we’re Bomber Command.

It won’t happen to me
he said.
We must blow the enemy out of the sky
he said.
we’re Bomber...

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O, unbidden rain I welcome you to my garden,
the flowers are thirsty . . . .
We have been w a i t i n g...

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"The Magnus Effect"

A whole life in a deck of cards
dealt across the table
in front of the brutally dismissive,
the fortunes of the war worn read
translated glamorously...

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« Porto-Vecchio », song by Julien Doré

(Note : If there’s a melody that can slither/sail past the ear-drums imperceptibly and settle permanently in the hypothalamus,...

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The end of the world what would that be
the fall of a star, the rise of the sea?
Perhaps, all the better, for other than we,
if...

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Declared of them that love was key sortie,
Unity be justice en quest; Arise
Ye people who yearn sedulous booty,
Dared more agony intriguing despise?

Ferity is not lulu...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s KRIM: AN AUTOBIOGRAPHY TO SEPTEMBER 1989 - II by T. Wignesan

( This poem is from the collection, ESTUARIES: Poems 1989-91. Twickenham:...

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