Long Hannen Poems
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Trenches
By Nathan Hannen
I look at the moon, Unaffected by superiority of height
With another bang a mortar explodes nearby, Loss of sight
Now the rain begins drenching our fragile souls, Never right
The silence only separated by human cries and terrific pain
The machine guns volley their assaults, Again more slain
On this pointless stage of war enemies hit hard and we are insane
As this terrible era of death continues, Our souls flood
The soldiers faces look blank and scared, Covered in mud
The scars of war cut deep inside me, Another dud
The attacks continue in their unrelentlessness, Our bodies are scattered
With downward spiraling thoughts and morale, The collective heart is shattered
Rain and mud combine to seep our energy, Blown apart, Sinews splattered
I pray this oblivion will cease, My hand touches my heart
This single thought racing in my mind, Of green silent fields and a fresh start
Bodies flung to the side with nowhere to hide, I have played my part
Amid confusion and chaos the noise stops, An all too familiar sign
Onward the enemy thrusts, Forcing us, Cries of pain, Resign
Many thoughts extinguished and expired, Except mine
Bayonets of unsparing mercy pierce us, The men I knew, Cut in half
The mind witnessing the the body laying still, An escape path
Then up with true strength we rise, With built up anger and wrath
Soldiers forgotten like the falling rain, Their souls, A battle long gone
I march forward, One track mind, It won't be long
The End.
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Destroyed
By Nathan Hannen
Hello, Hello, Are you there?, Said the animal to the human
Yes, Oh yes, Im here to kill you, Renounce your habitats
Ruiner of nature and all that's good, What do you think you are doing?
What I have been told, My lordship
But what is your vocation?, And what is your motivation to commit such cruelty?
Oh ease your bickering, My chimney's must smoke
I live in this world with you too, And I will choke my heart dead
T'is a shame, Oh little creation, Knowing you are lesser
My brethren will cull you, And extinct your kind with guns
Listen, Oh creature of damnation, The need for guns is void
Oh, Cunning minority with no strength, Why is this?
You will force upon us all, Black and disease, A vile putrid stench
You will be the smoke of your chimney, The poisoner of your offspring
Ah, So it seems you speak of caution and danger unto me
My earth poisoners will swipe their tongues, Acidic your homes
I scarcely believe your idiocy for there is no need for the end
My lord belongs to me, As does yours, Turn your bearings, Malice
I have no lord you creature of sin and spoil, He knows not me
Oh human, Oh human, He will come one day and pillage you
Foolish one with no normal heart and decrepit bones, Ebb away, Recede
My home, Oh my poor children, Playing in the chimney's, They choke
The animals are but dust, And the trees, Oh the trees, They are just rust
Human ruiner, You failed to take heed, Why so is this?
Oh lord, My vision in life, I have served in frivolity
No, This is what your service has amounted to, My lord what rubbish
The End.
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Each letters and each word;
Reads so very dear and well;
Joys of your souls cheers;
Covenants of choice, reading your voice;
Blessing peace be still; Please keep writing your skills;
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01/06/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
The pumpkin's almost done, each pip sticking to the edges, not wanting to be parted from its mother.
The fresh, chilly new winters gale collided into her by the ajar window and she shivered.
She could see the orange moon glide vividly across the bed of lilac clouds; night was yet to come.
A single candle was placed inside the Jack-o-lantern and she lit it for fun.
Imagining a bunch of dancing witches sing amongst the undisturbed flames.
She smiled knowingly at such glee a cackle they make.
The distant sun shone from a crack in the blues and violets of the skyline.
Triangle eyes of the pumpkin rejoiced silently at her and her minds eye was triumphant.
Its jagged teeth, some square, some not poked out from a smirking grin.
Then she climbed the wooden stairs and got whisked away in a night of amazing simile and superstition.
Her wardrobe threw clothes at her and each garment was her friend.
Racing to the front room again, she looked to her orange companion; casting a purple shadow.
Her cloak trailed excitedly after her body and the black boots clipped on the thin rug beneath her fish-netted feet.
Halloween was here again and what a rush of anxiety it brings to her soul.
She and her pumpkin made readiness in dancing about the egg soaked roads, to become engrossed in a number of friends and stink-bombs.
By Jodie Hannen
05-11-2011
For Linda Marie The sweetheart of P.S "Holiday Hearth" Poetry Contest
Football
By Nathan Lee Hannen
I woke up on match day,The sun was gleaming bright
My kit was ready, My boots were perfect and the day felt right
I had always dreamt of playing in the top flight
My mind was focused, My foot hit with might
We were in position and ready to go, My heart pounded
I glanced around at my team-mates as the whistle sounded
The voices cheered as the keeper was rounded
There was a deadly silence as the ball rebounded
The whistle went and my heart still pounded, The feeling was sick
It did appear though, that the referee had given a free kick
I remembered at that moment the words of an old man with a dog and a stick
Control your shot and lash the ball right
The angles tight but the goals in sight
When you strike that ball you will see the light
I hit that ball with all my might
The trajectory was perfect, Three feet high
The ball moved in slow motion, The crowd emitted a sigh
Was it going in or was it too high
It was on its way into the sky
The keeper dived high and right, The ball was in his sight
I remember the old man and the angle being tight
The ball flew majestically in mid-air
As the crowd erupted, I knew it was there
The End.
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Love
By Nathan Hannen
This feeling in my heart, Warmed my body so
This majestic feeling fills my soul, Never let you go
The first time we kissed, My heart melted away
You are so beautiful, To love I heard you say
As my love grows stronger, My heart beats loud
For with you and our love, I feel truelly proud
Don't leave me stranded in the dark, Or lost in the crowd
Don't trample on my heart, The emotions would disperse, Like a field ploughed
When I caress your body, The feeling is mesmerizing, And truelly wonderful
The passion I feel when your here
Your emotions strong, Your snow-white skin so near
Your beautiful face, Like a spiralling rainbow, Year after year
The chords of my heart you play
Don't leave my life, I need you to stay
Your body and soul close to me
You have given me something higher than the tallest tree
As I look back over my life, The dark times, You have made bright
The love you give me is just so right
Im in this heaven, My love, Flying higher than a kite
The dark shadows play, But I know you will be there at night
To wrap your arms around my heart, And hold my body, Warm and tight
I love you more than love itself
Your eyes twinkle, Im no longer the shadow of my former self
Stay in my thoughts and haunt my soul always
The beautiful symphony of love you gave me plays
I may be a person who is different in life, But I love you dearly
One sun shining day I will orchestrate this love so clearly
The End.
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Kelly
By Nathan Hannen
When the shadows cast their dark shades on my heart
I think of you in my life, Holding my hand, Playing your part
Then your gone, Like a shadow that has dispersed
I walk in a dark lonely place, Treading on broken hearts, Their thoughts turn to
powder under my feet, Blown on a heartache wind
Alone with no voices to call for me, Deep black abyss, The darkness there swallows
the light
Then I see you standing there, Your face, Full and beautiful, No words are spoken,
Just you in my mind
Your hair flowing like a stream, Your stare, So intense, It feels like a dream
The contours of your body distort the light, a sunny beam, The strength in your
smile does'nt pass by me unforseen
Then darkness envelops me, No light strong enough to pierce my grief, Just my
heart, Longing for you
I love you
The End
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Creatures
By Nathan Hannen
Out they came from cover, Covert in every timed movement, Now they march
Smashed from previous melees, Just a faint shadow of the men they used to be
A heart of hearts, They remained collectively as one, In the ending steps of their
lives
Broken warriors, Fighting against the odds, Until burned, Smashed, And interned, No
choice given
T'is these heroes who deserve paramount recognition, For what the end has
delivered
A time in the clock of survival, A vision in the mirrored image of freedom's vibrant eye
All to these heroes, The ultimate prize, Victory in loss and death, In accordance with
life
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The Bullet
By Nathan Hannen
This torpedo of death smashed the heart
This precious gift of life is torn apart
It was this that allowed us to play our part
Spearing through lives and breaking peace
Never told and never asked just sleaze
I can't go on, I am not that strong, Appease
Congratulations you have just killed another
An old man, His sister, Or it might have been your brother
In a quiet place there is a girl and her lover
The power they have does not permit them cover
When piercing fragments attempt to write a thesis
No one man can be there to pick up the pieces
There may be losses and leakage of our species
But remember blood is life and there are leeches
There is a boy playing under a morning sky
A man pretending to feel sorry for his lie
The end is black and the stars say it is nigh
The lady cries in pity, A mirrored image in her eye
Tell me this and explain that in a second
Its something that we couldn't comprehend and only reckoned
The stars are not scattered, Just sectioned
A body grove in the soil with a stench of death
The putrid stain of blood on blood with no breath
The lord will lay these souls to rest
The End.
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