Long Death or glory Poems

THE STARGAZER'S RIDE
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BLACK,RED and GOLD

Location---SOMEWHERE IN KÖNIGSBERG 1945 APRIL 9
Scene---A Dying German Agent/A Soldier`s thoughts/reflections just before death 

On this periphery of life
Let blue jeans of my ice blonde Brenda wear me to marry with death
Fire will...

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Leonore was disliked, cast aside and ignored,
her rage increased with bizarre behavior:
why couldn't she be the eternal and idolized Queen?
And envy grew towards the more successful thespians; 
her restlessness to do harm was a demon...

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Three times the Master spoke
and three times the capstan broke.
Decks awash with briny spume,
the storm raged in the gathering gloom.
'Pull in that spar or else we're doomed!'
Above the roar the Master boomed.
The crew strained on...

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………....

On act two, my handkerchief dropped down on
my weakening feet, escaping the wipe of tears
from my sullen lids:  by this time children
too young to make their own milk burst into
deafening cheers shouting for more...

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The turbid clouds hover mountains
of fluttering maples,spruces and pines
while I am crossing those bridges of wonder,
adjoined by sturdy steel cables
that even an impetuous wind couldn't oscillate;
man's ingenuity outwitting Mother Nature...
a tuneful voice rising from a...

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(for Virginia Woolf)

She wanted to buy some flowers but drowned Herself instead,
drifting along the ebbing flow of time, with warm
water cracking Her slim figure and airless lungs.

‘will I freeze the river?’ She thought, wondering if...

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Come drink with me this moment,
let"s raise our vessels high
and toast tomorrows victory,
celebrate who will die.
For come the morning sun
we shall stand with sword and spear.
Swallow down the early mist
to rinse our mouths of fear,
then...

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Ever wonder
Who paints the skies?
Who bares his soul to the world
On his pallet of crystal blue?

Perhaps a warrior,
Borne on wings of steel,
Carves into the heavens tales
Of war and death and glory
Bold strokes of red and...

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My last foray into this arena
Had me living memories, not wished to share
Here I go again, another visit
Into the elderly homes, we wish not

A sunny day, another gathering
Carers working, making things happen
Those in wheelchairs, still...

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My last foray into this arena
Had me living memories not wished to share
Here I am again, another visit
Into the elderly homes we wish not

A sunny day another gathering
Nurses working, making life happen
Elderly in wheelchairs, still...

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1914-18 War.

Just another small cog
In a huge machine
Working together
Aimed at some foreign foe
To give a bloody mortal blow
And end a wave of ternary
Spreading across Europe
Over seas
Like a pandemic deadly disease
Bringing terror and horror
Death and honour
To...

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Free style

Fire travailing and traveling
Lies basking behind
Sorrows burrowing my bones
Empitiness dueling sleeplessness
Vain expectations looming
Kith and kins nagging
Heaven's gate silence
Prayers turn thorns
Tide and time tumbling
Girls gnashing
Money mocking
A wise man of Gotham 
Lost in the bin
Looking and...

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Long lines of vapour split blue skies asunder
Fly vengeful raptors, one thousand in number
Headlong they go, to brave death or glory
Stratosphere flight, part of war's brutal story

Last year a schoolboy but this year an ace
Did...

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Oh! Passchendaele your story has been told
Of endless mud they trudged where their life was sold
Thousands left the safety of their trench lines
And disappeared into the mud for all time

It makes you wonder where death...

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