Best Squad Poems

Soldiers marched, upright and ready
Bayonet's pointed, their hand at the steady
The town folk feared what was at hand
They were simple folks, working the land

The soldiers carted away those who could work
On trains they went, when finished, into the earth
Others though not in working order
Faced a...

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This is Harry who's this? Its Tom Mansfield. Tom you realize its 11:30 P.M. Sorry we have 5 climbers missing on the north side of Mooseluck and there has been an avalanche...

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"Well Captain how we working this one."" umm; so Billy is this your first Winter Rescue?"
"Yep" "All right you're with me" "I thought I was going to be with Tom" " Hey kid your 
better off with Harry. Rick and I have been partners many...

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Ok let's go up to the fire tower, talk with Ranger Ricky, Heh, heh,. What's so funny Harry. When I was a kid we use to watch the Ranger Ricky Show. He would run Popeye  the Sailor cartoons and every week He would say...

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“The Penelope Squad”



A line of bluebirds 
tittering on a line
swaying on the winds
like comedian pageboys 
having a good time
poop in the peg bucket
words wooden and sharp
fly off with frosty notes
dirt and sherry stains
imprinted on 
Penelope’s clean sheets
a bunch of girl’s blouses
touching up waiving skirts

The Kingfisher
ruffles...

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Take it away
Right now—see here…look here
Run into the light where one shadow casts an intent, lowly eye
Into the very heart of the storm, the words fall with might

You see a word and take sail as doubt and understanding foretell
A heartfelt message meant to destroy all...

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“Before The Firing Squad”



the firing squad 
came dressed
in faux smiles

the intervention cake 
was spoon fed, like honey,
by mother superior

to the lesser bee,
with self-righteous
magnanimity

she wore the badge
Devil’s Advocate, proudly,
without any clear authority

casting bloodied 
nasturtiums around the 
sacred cow’s neck

then the F-cluster gaggle
tossed the child 
without clear...

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Long long ago in the land of Nod
Lived a tiny creature who looked quite odd
It was back to front
From it's bum it did grunt
It's being investigated by the “Back to Front” squad


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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Booze Squad
Tonight should have taken place in July, my birthday night out. 
A dozen weekly tattoos stopped that. 
It was a frosty December evening when we went to a few pubs for a beer.
Frozen ground echoed our footfalls, 
ice threatened to trip us and cold...

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i feel the darkness surround me, 
i know what fate lies ahead,
i sense the fear take over me,
i know i will soon be dead,

i hear the ground beneath me,
i know i must face my end,
i sense the guns select me,
their bullets my only friend,

the darkness...

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The thin black gauze does not obscure the eyes
Staring at me, one eye closed, one eye open; devoted
Grey metal pipes, exacting in their common goal,
Soon to erupt in justice, to carry out a sentence passed.

The sand below my feet is almost as dry as my...

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And the old women trundle out along the beach, 
their snacks and drinks for sale, swinging like rifles
from their sore, wooden shoulders;

and others;  younger and pretty, do the same,
eager to learn… to  make a little money

and they joke when they see me watching...

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Hit 'em up!  Hit 'em up!
Up, out and away

Singles, doubles, triples
and of course, the Big Bombay!

Snitker stoically managing from
the dugout
Ron Washington on third and Eric
Young, Sr. on first helping runners out

Strider, Morton, Elder, and Fried leading
the way
Chavez, Minter, Mchugh, and Iglesias closing
the day

D'Arnaud and...

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Their fingernails are nine feet high
Saying things like “gosh! I thought I would die!”
Many have mastered a dainty woman’s sigh.
When they are dressed I yell out “Oh my!”

They are beauties in every way.
Cordial and welcoming, “Please come stay!”
Some may be Trans, and some may be...

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The letter K is still hereunto haunting my own aching heart:
One died; one starves; one grieves; one ignores; one texts; one goes hardly seen.
Sadly, the memories of my first love haunt me most of all.


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(Note: The "ones" are my cousins with K names. The last...

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