Long Battlefront Poems

From Judges 11.
Pronunciation: Seh-LAY-nah

His brothers cast the young man out, the child of an harlot;
He fled away to distant Tob before they found an outlet
For anger, more than what they'd done, to fully disinherit
And drive...

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PTSD

Like rabbit in the headlight caught
I want to move, i know I ought
But quicksand stuck, I’m petrified 
My body still, arms laid by side
Stretched out on mattress, naked, soaked
From sweat in which my body’s cloaked
My eyes...

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When anarchy consumes a barren soul,
the hatred overwhelms the beating heart.
It sickens minds and steals the body whole  
then rips the cloth of empathy apart.
Existence lies between what evil craves
and what your world may...

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His restless wolves still taunt each dauntless ship,
though sly attrition neutralized their hunt,
for subterfuge let not a whisper slip
as vantage shifted on the battlefront.
A riddle solved unveiled the raging packs
as alpha domination was denied.
The murky...

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Come see my world where the body is found
After the feast of worms is done; come see torn apart
The life and prospects skipping rope in children's heart
The dust drizzles atop the sutured sound
And eyes litany...

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By Cherbo Geeplay 

This, to the commanding officer 
who led his troops to war, on one 
knee and won in the trenches
on the battlefield littered with
landmines. I held your portrait 
sir, this morning with trembling
palms,...

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Fragments


They will be...

you do these kinds of things
can't be helped
imagination Band Aids some call them

I know
you just do
fingers wrapped ‘round cold steel
it's then
it's now
differences slight

like playing marbles
tripod-cradled taws and steelies
"Bombers" "Pots"
"shooters" all
aim straight
roll in the...

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Darkness falls 
Here & everywhere –
Night falls 
Bats & owls rule in the darkness; 
When will dawn be born?
When will Soja-man count 
Counting the myriad of his booties 
On the wounds of my Africa?

When darkness...

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A battlefront benefactress,
She has her fortress, a fortified Princess, inside the dungeon of distress,
Tiled with the bone chips of ingratitude colored in pigments of black bright & rugid red,
An arrowhead chandelier illuminated by wicked tears,...

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My navigation seems as though toward eternity,
Though I'm alone, I could feel an unknown fraternity;
Surrounding the highway, both sides, are beautiful greenbelts,
While passing the mountainous paths from peaks rocks soft snow melts...! 

I started alone...

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I'll tell you a tale that's full of intrigue,
of a great singing contest that is in the first league.
Hosted by Sweden, the teams all appeared,
and the music and vocals were loved and revered. 

Countries had...

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By Mark Miller © 12/09/2014

Divergent views across vile crest waves smile high the creeping crawl
Vacant recall behind will's fate corners awaits prodigy built city sprawls

Fearing furious memory's cradle under moons momentary falls
Departing sun drain dendrites...

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A self-whispered battle cry
An uplifting quote for another try
With a burdened mind behind a straight face
I have a sense of self like I’m in a dark place

Inconspicuous at the battlefront
Drawn on every single day I...

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the hidden truths the silent truths
you come to bury me but i just may bury you
the burden carries me further by every step 
the pain i suffered has carried me so close to hell
you better...

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The drum in my dreary chest
Beats and booms to the rhythm
Of coughing cannon

The commander at the backline 
Sings the soldier’s motto and stomps succinctly 
Underneath the uttered ululation
Lay a lean line going thus:
“Turn back to...

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Tall and strong;
Always pushing on.
Never once looking back,
Straight up and stiff back.
My heart was and is yours,
But you turned me down and sent me away.
You might be military, baby,
But I don’t care.
Hold me and love...

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Years on the rack.
Stretched out and winding
Cogs and broken pieces
Shrapnel.

While I
Box upon box.
The unburied dead. The hatchet.
Littering my surroundings
The casings of a former life
The scorched earth. The salt.
The endless devastation.

While you
Small town to small town.
A...

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Not for prized Wristwatch Seiko
Would I wear a Nick Gecko
And there is a sane Beko
Who could drink to “a Gecko”
And permits us to echo
“Beko is your Wall Gecko”
‘The Nick, no fear, re-echo’
Has Beko goals of...

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Even those with account large
Do not fancy the least charge:
Men with riches as their badge
Could later on sing a dirge 
Try to involve some cheap serge
“We’ve been hit with an iceberg!”

Thus, ‘Charge’ is a word...

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In despair and on lockdown
A city is turned into a one horse town
Its people are on the frontline to save the Earth 
As all of humanity holds its breathe
Flights canceled, fright heightened
Travelers hustled, prayers recited
Somewhere...

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