Long Tracer Poems

I saw the great con that was Y2K
I saw all the scaremongering go away

I saw in my arms a child I love so
I saw that I did not want to let him go

I saw that...

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Crouching down, I'm foxhole bound,
crawling forward I seen it, its around.
I ducked my head, while covering one eye,
as soon as the enemies flare lit up the night sky.
Machine gun bullets quickly sprayed my above,
tracer rounds...

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I am what I want to be. But really I just am.
I write.
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Crescendo of pleasure will hit your ears as you hear what it is I wish you to hear
I am
I simply want this to...

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Second mag time and more damage below
A gas bottle blows in an orange blast of debris
While this occurs beepers still beep and lights flash
It’s a huge yard and there are many targets still

Slowly but surely...

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A Poem [ Viet Nam]
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got to the station before the tank became empty
the gauge had been falling for quite some time
need a replacement  with a turbo valve which is a trendy
get rid of this old  pump which...

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The people seem calm, yet tension is everywhere.
We know it is the intention
Of the Americans to attack today.
War has been declared, it is coming our way.

The night has just started when the sirens wail.
Baghdad is...

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Tu n'as pas toujours ce que tu veux
Tu dois apprendre a abandonner
Meme les choses les plus cheres a tes yeux
Tu ne peux pas tous les garder

Tu te demande si le probleme vient de toi
Es-tu un...

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I never thought to see a man’s bones glistening white.
Nor see disembodied limbs flying left and right.
I never thought to see mud the colour of red
Nor see young men blown to bits or laid dead.

The...

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War, I Never Thought It Would Be Like This !!!

  I never thought to see man’s bones glistening white.
 Nor see disembodied limbs flying left and right.
 I never thought to see mud the colour of red
 Nor see...

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We're getting married and you say you wanna wear white 
I tell you, your chance of doing so ended last night 
I punch you in the arm and say now you can wear black and...

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I love you man
A Story From Nam

We were seventeen or eighteen in Nam
we became friends forever.
No more than friends.
Soldiers get closer than wives.
We went to sleep saying
I love you man.
We switched letters
For our girlfriends.
In case…...

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World War I gave us the fly-boys
Who flew by the seat of their pants.
Many would never return from war
While others survived by chance.

Their planes were mostly canvas and wood
Gasoline, bullets, bombs and poison gas.
Every pilot...

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Moch it not this rhyme of Mine
Four hear I say there come a day
when still we'll be in Peace.

Love vs not through time of ours
Four hear I say our mending stars
still the hour of fear...

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here I go again
on a belt fed groove,

suck it up
ruck it up,

legion on the move,

all the things we used to have
all too soon are gone,

wave goodbye
eyes gone dry,

another trek through foreign dawn.....

see the henna hidden...

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You were born on the eve
of the silent drone tracer lights
Three hours before the bombs first fell
This would be the only peace
your war baby eyes would ever see
Destruction was the sound of your tattered
and rattling...

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Bullets bullets flying, hitting there targets from afar
Blood dripping from a bandage with looks of fear
Tiny tiny pellets within, exploding going through helmets
Snipers pinning down these hero's, to the ground

Liftoff choppers with red cross, yellow...

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Felling like I'm trapped in the corner
Always looking over my shoulder
There had to be an informer
There was no icebreaker
Thanks to that skip tracer
The shadows are getting darker
And the nights are getting longer
A gorgeous reporter and...

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Mirror Wars

Mirror wars across the years, see my fighter plane cut 
through the sky, deadly eggs under the wings for the enemy. 
No mercy at my hands for today I’m in a nebulous mood. 
What...

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The Big Eve
Tracer bullets on the night sky Aleppo seen
From a hotel veranda, I hear screams, but
It is the raucous laughter of too much wine 
Noon in Sydney and New Year festive 
Rockets in the...

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