The World is Bleeding
...God dispatches two angels
for each missile sent in war
to recover the souls of those perished
He then lets nature clean up the blood
with insects and bacteria
so the war-torn scenario is bless...
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Categories:
dispatches, appreciation,
Form: Free verse
Friendship
...Freely flowing favor is friendship
Respect, mutually felt and granted
It is a blessed treasure
Everyone should have and be a friend
Never to be taken for granted
Distance and time need...
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Categories:
dispatches, friendship,
Form: Acrostic
Tongue-Tied Dispatches
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In the realm of self-interest, a curious soul,
Could not adhere stamps, sans wit owning a role.
His tongue, like a rover in arid terrain,
Lingered on whimsy, a scoffing refrain.
Precision ...
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Categories:
dispatches, fun, word play,
Form: Rhyme
A Spoonful of Sugar
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"A Spoonful of Sugar"
Upon waking
the green hangover
hangs low waiting
for the weeding
the alarm sounds
like thunder
the cats on the prowl
they’re hungry
the ...
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Categories:
dispatches, muse,
Form: Narrative
An Army Officer In Falkland
...Army officer.
His name was Jones, was not Welsh
perhaps his grandfather was
He spoke a peculiar upper-class English
sounded like a monologue directed
at people with low intelligence.
Jones w...
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Categories:
dispatches, anger, death, heart,
Form: Sonnet
Closing the War Room
...Dear wife when I leave my red-light-lit
war room behind me
can you tidy up my love.
Sorry about the mess,
I was a befuddled general,
I led far too many
into my own dark fears.
Can you put wa...
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Categories:
dispatches, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Tapora
...Like Hannibal we crossed the pass and crossed
the Alps (okay, the Brynderwyn Hills)
and a bridge too far on north-west passage.
From out of the Valley of Mizpah
to the fires of perdi...
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Categories:
dispatches, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Massacre At William Henry, Part Iii
......Outside the French guns continued to screech,
a blast rocked them all, and opened a breach,
morale was fading, beginning to sag,
the next day the French sent out a truce flag.
Ned watched fr...
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Categories:
dispatches, america, conflict, courage, history,
Form: Epic
Angel Sightings
...Anticipation of heaven gives me satisfaction to wait.
Night or day, I have no personal interest in seeing an Angel.
God may choose and I will obey; but I would rather wait.
Encounters with an ange...
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Categories:
dispatches, angel,
Form: Acrostic
Havermaveth
...Gramercy of this aroint,
doth she come?
Sirrah crown cries well met,
doth she come?
Ye wast in a hurry.
Aroint! Thy heads were seel.
Aye, thou art nay dispatches.
Aye, thou art woe.
Thou ...
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Categories:
dispatches, color, joy,
Form: Clerihew
The Dispatcher
...Foggy mists slither through the highlands
As downdrafts force them to the riverbanks
To the naked eye ethereal warm icicles
Among tow’ring long-needle pines piercing sky
From the other side n...
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Categories:
dispatches, nature, night, work,
Form: Free verse
-pleasures Cruel Fond Memories
...There is something crawling inside my mind;
Words are burning ink-wells in my frontal lobe;
Evil identities come visits me kind;
Caresses cloudy dispatches negating hope's hold;
Cruel pleasur...
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Categories:
dispatches, analogy, anxiety, emotions, endurance,
Form: Rhyme
Veterans, Once More Into the Breach
...VETERANS, ONCE MORE UNTO THE BREACH!
Onward, elderly soldiers,
against Covid19 waging war,
with the trump of victory
taking all before.
We don't want to lose you,
but we think you ought t...
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Categories:
dispatches, abuse, age, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
Wild Things Dance In My Head
...wild things dance in my head
wild things
dark imaginings
0 dark hundred
they come out to play
to torture me
with their endless games
monsters from the deepest depths of hell
they surround...
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Categories:
dispatches, angst, anxiety, dark, dream,
Form: Sonnet
There Is No Where Heavenly Angels Fear To Go
...Oh! There is nowhere heavenly angels fear to go.
Sometimes they have descended into the fiery depts.
of hell fire's bottomless pit. Dispatched there on a
angelic angel rescue," calling upon angel...
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Categories:
dispatches, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Prose Poetry
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