Hacksaw Poems - Poems about Hacksaw

...I wish these were different times, when I could write about pollen and bee, when I could write about silvery moons, and adventurous pathways on uncharted romantic sea -- But all I can write ......

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...The human being (also referred throughout history as 'long pig' and 'hairless goat' in the case of younger specimens) Observing the anatomy and skeleton, one can see that the human animal after......

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...If you’re planning to murder your wife, Using poison, a gun or a knife, You must plan things with care Or, if not, then prepare To face jail for the rest of your life. For a husband, who’s now......

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...Agreeable Dawn for a In though a blade No other goal .... "Go just bounce around" Every clump made me haggle with fate Twinkle in my lips at the end of walk ......

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...Saving seventy-five men Was truly a noble act; Doing it without firing A gun brought a huge impact. Hacksaw Ridge is a story Of the medic Desmond Doss; He had played the greatest role To ......

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...Don't let me hurt with these two helping hands again A lot of reasons Satan gives us. We say, "Don't worry, God forgives us!" But what excuse could I give Christ to hit humans? Don't let me run ......

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...Its chain cut again… the demon is loose Deep into the night, she hunts darker truths The hallway’s back stairs, her favorite retreat Pending daylight’s return, when her bite bec......

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...ON RESCUING AN INJURED PIGEON I. sliding screen door screeches, pigeons scatter thump of wing against breast, shockwave breeze more frequent than in the past, shimmering necks soundtrack squirr......

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...Its chain cut again, the demon is loose Deep into the night, she hunts darker truths The hallway’s back stairs her favorite retreat Until daylight will threaten, and her bite be......

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...Tucked away feeling safe in the notebook's metal binder Waiting; the pen thinks of the times spent with the poetess She would slowly, gently remove him and caress the arthritic padding Maybe e......

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...BETRAYAL Cassandra in me, you unleashed I sense in you a sunken moon You served me a casserole Of limping dreams, hollow love and deaf weeping dolls...... Looming from the dark, the scary fl......

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...American Gentleman He’s obsessed with Industry and Commerce: He commemorates it by sniffing iron fillings, Masticating rusty nuts and bolts and hooks Which he then washes down With a pint of......

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...Hacksaw… Obliteration within; Scream the shame--- Make it a nightmare: Walking zombie, Destroy imagination… Annihilated. Russell Sivey Entrant into Debbie Guzzi's "Something Differen......

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...QUARTER HOUR PENNY THEATRE Where is my muse? When I am a puppet With no puppeteer I wore out my shoes Dancing alone No strings attached Scissors on a stage Cutting a rug Pen upon a p......

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...Love and Slaughter Sheep are by a goat while cattle are like swine, prodded, yet cattle go by hammer while swine are by the hind leg hung then swung about to spigot. Quicker, infinitely cle......

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