Marksmen Poems - Poems about Marksmen

...Excellent marksmen/women set his/her sites... I can hold out for upcoming mental health therapy until Wednesday at 1:00 p.m. Yes, and you (like I) will probably presume me deservedly cursed for......

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...The time was between the years of 1972 or 1976 when I was thirteen to about sixteen years old. The place was "The woods behind the Westbury Sweetshop" In the town of Iselin, New Jersey, where I grew ......

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...Acrobatic starlight new champion for League of Legends Starlight wonder queen tossed high into the cosmos amid meteorites Lightning power surrounds her as a smoky sizzling haze Soroka and Rye ch......

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...Triggers are red, barrels are blue. Smith and Wesson I love you! Targets are set, guns are sighted. In my hand, I get excited! Bore snakes out Hoppe’s too be good to them they’ll be go......

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...The marksmen took their position a century away from the target The silhouette shape stood defenceless at the far end of the range A clear sign of an alarmingly unequal contest in difficult tim......

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...A word can be a sharp-tipped arrow Its marksmen uses for good or evil Gentlemen target angels' songs Scoundrels aim for the devil's......

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...Must you mileage chalk up in free verse speed way For Kim Patrice Nunez*, with hope Must you mileage chalk up in free verse speed way Let your wheels skid by letting loose grip on wheel ......

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...Choices my dear one, So many choices, So few voices, Some near, Some far, Some to fear. A path. Clear and chosen. The erasure of a closing. The logos of math. The trajectory of wrath. ......

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...Kokoda Efogi 1942.... The Japanese turned tail and headed north on twenty eighth September forty two. ... They'd struggled round on mountains fought stopped near Moresby by the few. ... Eigh......

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...The Last Wagon The story tells of wagon wheels, rollin,' cross the plains. New land with its promises, planning their bounty claim. Every wagon rollin' cross had to weather the plains. ......

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...In the midnight hour she cried no more. Her mind as she tried to sleep cried out encore. She wrestled with the demons and spirits of the night. Tossed back and forth beneath the sheets so ri......

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...We had turned the western fold ecliped in the setinenrs nold Where abendindeta was told This story is far too old with dreams shealtering the bold In a time dangerous and so cold This stor......

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