Cannonball Poems - Poems about Cannonball

I stand in awe each time I see a thousand flowers bearer tree, Pretty flowers like anemones at tall trunk with hard fruits like stones or bullet balls of the army....

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the kids are going nuts one almost keeled over one inquires about the whereabouts of the large-caliber pipe pistol one gives the spheroid a handshake and hug the arm like an tartarean eclipse with a surreptitious star-nosed mourning mole on the end of it one gives the projectile a high five, invented by a basketball player with four fingers but what about him? who is he under the cycloidal...

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the red tail hawk shall barrel through the Breckenridge blue sky like a cannonball on fire thus captures her prey with desire at the break of dawn...

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round metal object placed inside long cylinders drop shoot cannon ball 3/29/18 written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018...

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I am the shadow of a cannonball. I watch bees float from flower to flower, While beyond the back of the shed The good work of anyone awaits my attention. Though--I know now one thing! Twinkling into my orbit now, The lost dog on the great plains, The quivering flame beside the feverish man, The surfaceless bottom, Like squirt gun chases I proclaim through a...

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