Long Spearheads Poems

Long ago there lived a little  princess with her parents, The King Of Icy Mountains and  The Queen Of Peaks. Life was blissful with a very happy kingdom. Princess Star had her own...

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Cries of beast and man intertwine,
mortals lamenting what has been done,
this night is filled with sorrow,
forever horrific scenes pressed into the mind.
From this sorrow, can glory really take flight?
in time to come it may do.
Fight...

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Out of the golden gates,
there rode mounted knights of the king's guard,
To the left flank and the right flank they formed ranks,
the infantry as the centre,
The infantry still forming, shining no more were they,
midnight sun...

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Arlaghs, over the emerald green sea, 
they were advancing quickly,
the earth seemed to shake,
their run was relentless,
they were indeed fleet of foot,
already they had tasted of horse and man,
forward came these hordes of night,
across the...

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Chapter ..... 3 ..... Part ..... 1.

Now let us return to Alahsar,
let us now see how things truly are,
the plain does grow darker,
the sun seems to be fading away.
Shall it be blotted out forever?
May the...

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The spearheads are keeping a tight formation,
pride keeping the body upright,
raking claws are sometimes raking home,
they find their way past sagging shields.
What deep wounds these claws do cause,
yet bloodied these spearheads do stand,
needle-sharp pain ne'er...

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EVERYDAY IS GOD'S DAY

Threats of war-- shakes the peace floating in the breeze,
Bombs and guns, they rattle to break bony reasons of the mind,
Thorns and knocks that seed from biting disease,
Shouts and wails rising 'neath...

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A green river snakes its way across a jungle 
Alive with sounds from the Earth's orchestra 
Of watchful jaguars and dainty Yucatan squirrels
Enjoying a tête-à-tête between leafy branches

        A green...

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A green river snakes its way across a jungle 
Alive with sounds from the Earth's orchestra 
Of watchful jaguars and dainty Yucatan squirrels
Enjoying a tête-à-tête between leafy branches

       ...

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The Battlefield was alive
Rows of soldiers on either side
Flutes and drums played behind me
My brother's stood beside me
The bright sun challenge my sight
Hearts racing ready to fight
Bayonet rests heavy on my arm
Waiting for the command...

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They are not from Chiang Mai,
they are a tribal people
who speak a hill language.
They ride through the night
on bicycles to settle at dawn
beside the Ping River.

Girls' unroll rattan mats
squat beside straw hats brimful
with the tang...

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Shaft of sunlight crawls across the lawn,
it's amber wash sets apple trees aglow,
their shadows form, the spearheads of the dawn
now bully cowering bedding plants below.
Before the darkness on the ground recedes,
Blackbird darts out for food,...

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