School Military Poems

As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11...

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Sometimes after Lisa and I do our early-morning 4 mile run (we treadmill in the basement fitness center if it’s under 43 degrees), I come...

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Too far across the sea
in a place I'd rather not be,
on the winds of war ...
another day slips into forever.

I keep my head low,
pray Charlie...

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In seventeen sixty nine a child was born
in Corsica, Genoa's former vassal state.
Prior to his birth, his land had been war-torn,
Paoli's resistance did his birth...

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Elvis has left the building.
West Berlin, a significant place
Where life was lived at a frantic pace.
Me and Old Elvis together through the night
In those days...

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New Shoes

"Grandpa, my shoes are too small, 
or maybe my feet or too big?"

"You are going to be ten foot tall, 
if you don't stop...

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Because of you
we can get up every morning
and go to work
run errands at lunch time
drive through McDonald’s
fill up our gas tanks
and make it back to...

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I had brought a plastic gun for my little son;
I thought he will feel the shoes of an army man.

Lo! I saw him aiming at...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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What do you do
when you're a black cop
at a Back The Blue protest
with a Black Lives Matter
counter-protest
in front of you,
to left and right,
and possibly pursuing...

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I wanted to fly and be a fighter pilot

From my youngest age

Shooting enemy Soviet planes down

Before they could nuke us

The sky called to me

A lofty...

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Blue Dress

The dolphins of Monrovia, 
came to dinner one day. 
The dress, 
all blue...
you understand. 

It was held beneath the sea, 
not under a tree,...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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