Long Volleys Poems
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Visit To Antietam
Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, history, together, war,
Form:
Ode
Treasures That May Be Found In Destiny's New Shift
I.
Treasures That May Be Found In Destiny's New Shift
( Mille viri sententia agere nescit donec suscipit calamum scribere.)
For a brief spell, I hung my hammock in the shade
of the ancient tall oak tree, that God's...
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Categories:
volleys, appreciation, art, blessing, care, dedication, poetry, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
I Watched Midnight Sun Fall Into Dark Shades of Oblivion, a Trilogy
Predator Antiqua Multis Versus Respiciens Tempus
I Watched Midnight Sun Fall Into Dark Shades Of Oblivion
Part I
I watched midnight sun fall into dark shades of oblivion
with its dying light screaming in agonizing moans
upon bloody battlefields of...
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Categories:
volleys, appreciation, art, birth, blessing, time, truth, writing,
Form:
Rhyme
Heavenly Happy Mother's Day
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Spring: Beginning, the practice run,
Hello, hallowed ..., Aubade;
Cringe reflections and spare the fun,
hues, tints, oh yes, and shade,
...
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Categories:
volleys, angel, beautiful, bible, happiness, missing you, mother
Form:
Rhyme
Sobbing of Mother
Sobbing of Mother
Who would be more knower definition of love?
When mother’s son sleeps untimely on the pool of blood
Timid when fires bullet triggering gun
Nozzle remains to outlet without cause
There, price of tear of mother’s
Crazy...
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Categories:
volleys, anxiety, deep, devotion, heartbroken, introspection, judgement,
Form:
Personification
Washington's Miracle, Part Ii
...It also left their powder pretty wet,
but their was something command had foreseen,
and they brought extra artillery guns,
less vulnerable to the moisture’s sheen.
Washington hoped they’d make it by midnight,
but they weather slowed down the whole...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, courage, history, patriotic, war, winter,
Form:
Epic
Remembering The Fallen Heroes
I was only about four years old when I saw my mother crying
Two soldiers at our front door said something about him dying
When they left mom took me to one side and she said to...
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Categories:
volleys, america, death, father, funeral, memorial day, war,
Form:
Rhyme
The Slave's Tale: Revenge
Exracted from Gerald Nforche's Epic, The Slave's Tale
-Across the Atlantic, 1793-
And as days tumbled away, we staggered
Along, knock-kneed, dead beat and haggard.
Our bodies singing to the tune of the whip
Whizzing on morsels of flesh, so...
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Categories:
volleys, abuse, africa, anger, betrayal,
Form:
Narrative
To Win By Losing, Or the Battle of Guilford Courthouse, Part I
General Cornwallis of Great Britain
faced a problem that he couldn’t resolve,
he’d won at Camden, they’d captured Charlestown,
but still the southern colonies wouldn’t fall.
Instead he faced a string of reverses,
lost at King’s Mountain and then at...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, courage, freedom, history, patriotic, war,
Form:
Epic
On Monmouth's Fields, Part Ii
...He reformed the routing patriots,
formed a line atop a rise, Perrine’s Hill,
brought in General Knox and the artillery,
commanding the mass through sheer force of will.
He needed to buy time for the main force
to march on...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, confusion, england, history, usa, war,
Form:
Epic
Son of the Morning Star, Or Custer At the Little Bighorn
Historically accurate, narrative poem
25 June, 1876 - Valley of the Little Bighorn
Nothing stirs this June night, not a summer’s breeze or a breath of life. All is eerily quiet, and on yonder hillside, shroud...
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Categories:
volleys, native american, war,
Form:
Narrative
Bloody Oriskany, Part I
In seventeen seventy-seven,
amidst the deep summer’s August heat,
Barry St. Leger, loyalist milita,
and the Iroquois walked on sore feet.
Their mission was clear: move down the Mohawk,
meet Burgoyne and split the rebel states,
except the Americans in Fort...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, freedom, hero, history, violence, war,
Form:
Narrative
The Boy At Ticonderoga, Part Ii
...Duncan’s unit, the 42nd,
was placed in the center of the mass,
the French would crumble quick, he reckoned,
when the lines started marching at last,
not knowing that no orders had come,
yet on the left came the sounds...
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Categories:
volleys, america, conflict, confusion, death, fear, history, war,
Form:
Epic
Sniper
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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Categories:
volleys, war,
Form:
Free verse
Battle Axe and Her Republican Trumpeting Waze - Part 2
No sooner than we set foot within said domicile
attestation to so called gentleman’s’ agreement with guile
initially infrequently, but incessantly as time elapsed Isle
never forget (nor will spouse forgive) with rancor and rile
ceaselessly besieging,...
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Categories:
volleys, abuse, anger, anxiety, conflict, discrimination, emotions, family,
Form:
I do not know?
Rana's Legion Defends
Rana's Legion Defends
Barbarians had won the city and slain all there
burned it down after stripping it completely bare
From the Holy city of Rome orders quickly flew
destroy these invaders now, your legion...
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Categories:
volleys, death, violence, war,
Form:
Rhyme
I Grew Up In Bath
I grew up in Bath in the nineteen nineties
wearing short shorts over tighty whities,
while Bath were champions of English Rugby,
a beautiful city farfetched from ugly.
We played on Stilts and had Yo-Yo's,
skateboards with logo's,
Tamagotchi's,...
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Categories:
volleys, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
The Charge, Or Last Day At Gettysburg
Cannister shots explodes overhead,
stripping the leaves from the trees,
a rain of jagged steel above…
it takes courage not to flee.
The generals say we strike the center
and the Yankees will run hard,
if we break them here the...
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Categories:
volleys, conflict, crazy, death, history, military, violence, war,
Form:
Narrative
In the realm of shadow where memories are born and die unnaturally
In the realm of shadow where memories are born and die unnaturally,
And stars watch in silence, reflecting celestial nostalgias.
The Moon dresses in the silk of night, preparing for union,
With the night's dew, in a celestial...
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Categories:
volleys, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
Borodino Part 2 By Mikhail Lermontov
And when the sky turned light and rosy
All started fussy fast and noisy,
Line by the line had shown.
Our colonel’s born as dashing fellow,
Tsar’s servant; dad for soldiers. Bellow
spread after wound – not voice of cello,
So...
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Categories:
volleys, anger, courage, fire, military, poetry, poets, soldier,
Form:
Heroic Couplet
For Kerri and April
A cacophony of cheers
Sand sprays like fireworks
From feet, hands, ball, hair.
Four women, two-a-side,
In a battle for the ages.
A motion of fluidity and a
Knowledge brought forth
From years in the fray.
Sun, rain, the elements,
Just more adversaries
In a...
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Categories:
volleys, america, beach, courage, patriotic, sports, volleyball, women,
Form:
Free verse
Before Search
Before Search
Though there were oscillations
Still peace was young
Wherefrom the uncertainty encroached
Everywhere in my vicinity around
Engine stopped instead paddle ran, pedestrian began
Shutter degraded down closing vibrant dawn
Children remained without school and milk
Old people shrugged shaking shoulder
What...
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Categories:
volleys, absence, community,
Form:
Personification
Old Sof'Town
Old Sof'town*
1.
In old Sof'town,
the jazz struck chords,
the jazz lived, it exploded,
out of the cramped homes,
rolling along the streets,
of old Kofifi,
in tune to countless blazing heartbeats.
In old Sof'town,
Bra' Hugh breathed music, Sis' Dolly too,
and Bra' Wally...
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Categories:
volleys, black african american, forgiveness, freedom, history, holocaust,
Form:
I do not know?
Poetry Thoughts
Poetry Thoughts
I write my poems in a deep thought
with the pain my life dearly bought
Lost, listening to my vanishing muse
this world's whispers I often use!
Words given by ancient gnarly trees
echoes embraced from tumbling seas
Sounds of...
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Categories:
volleys, appreciation, art, beautiful, passion, poetry, word play,
Form:
Rhyme
Poetry, Lost In My Thoughts
Poetry Thoughts
I write my poems in a deep thought
with the pain my life dearly bought
Lost, listening to a vanishing muse
this world's whispers I often use!
Words given by ancient gnarly trees
echoes embraced from tumbling seas
Sounds of...
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Categories:
volleys, dedication, imagination, inspiration, poetry, senses, tribute, writing,
Form:
Rhyme