Long Sandbag Poems

SNIPER

A yell “ man down;” then zing, pock, pock,
pock, pock against the sandbag revetment.

Down on the plain is a man in a spider hole,
he is well hidden and armed well enough,
smokeless powder provides no clues.

Binoculars...

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While we dwell to this dreidel,
I seek to know before a sear,
Even in the most ineluctable dandle,
The fruit to which may indeed bear;
In the imbue oblivion, I tell a riddle,
Most morass yet merely in fear,
For...

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My head is heavy
And your know where near
Our lives are slowly crumbling
And we're not there to hear

Sand bag to wall
We're there when each other fall
Release your load
Only so much you can take
Give it to me
I'll...

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6/27/22

They move in packs
A bunch of gnats and rats
Too much crap and cap
All across the map
It's happened to Jill and to Jack
Endlessly people yap and chat
Obsessed with apps and fraps
There is dangers all around be...

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What to Submit?

1 original, poem on the theme of ...Give me your zaniest funniest Poem you can Muster up~~Be Silly 

Cyril Brown

Oh his name was Cyril Brown ,
An he weighed 300 pound,
An the Sand goannas...

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We heard the alert!
Big storm coming!
Batter down the hatches. 
Tie down the loose stuff.
Board up the windows, sandbag the doors.
Remove any debris that may fly around.
We did it all, in plenty of time.

But, we looked...

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Battle Rap With Brenda Chiri

Brenda Chiri don't try me

It's not old and told, 
same gun, bullets roll,
pull it hole 
strolling rhymes, 
quick time, 
literally laying these words at pace 
while you take out a pen...

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Lovely weather for Dunners' ducks (tongue in cheek peek at Dunedin's historic deluge)


"Stares upstairs..

Angels’ weeing above..

Be a good chap..

Show some love bruv..

Turn off the tap..

*****
No refuge from the subterfuge of the deluge..

Parched sandbag phalanxes..

Ranks marching...

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Dreams surge in and out with the dozing.
Some are new, some are repeats and series.
It's hard to control what's played remotely.
It's hard to understand what pops up, and when.
It's hard to switch the nightmares off...

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The Rivers

The rivers go up and the rivers go down… but seldom to this extreme.
This year has been a nasty one, as if living in a bad dream.
The days have been dark and cloudy and...

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Dancing to Sisqo 
like a dad at a disco
that ain’t the diss though
you’re a straight up pissed ho
handbag on the dance floor 
where your sandbag tits fall
straps see you trip fool
your ugly face hit sore
wake...

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It's so hot outside, I feel hot inside.
The heat of the day is on it's way.
The heat inside is an angry fire,
Stoked by fear,hate and distress,
Consuming love,joy and happiness.
Why do we allow this to be...

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Doubled over like a sandbag 
I examine the scars of gluttony 
And the leftovers of
 mistake cake

Little blistered trails litter
My infirm white skin
Like little red tears in my heart
They shame me, they wet my eyes
They...

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days of benign stealth
lawns, gardens, orchards drink to my health
the road's been unkind
well it's gone, it's flowed on behind

let me recline in this boon
mellow noon
the bell might ring
spiteful and soon

days of serene sloth
cirri bind the...

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heart of compassion, stifled by rejection 
concealed with conscientious imperfections
marvel mind mortified by man made mistakes 
confined in constraint, no mental escape

flunking society's supposed expectancy, 
failing oneself, free-falling inwardly
sparkles in eyes subsided, light subdued
flame flickers...

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