War Number Poems

By mercy and truth iniquity is purged.
Righteousness' and peace's lips together merged.

Into the great ark animals marched in pairs,
as Noah continued in obedience and prayers.
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You can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your being
or go crazy when the world goes crazy.
The numbers of us overwhelm, 
an impending tsunami,...

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As a significant day approaches, I thought about 49,
But before today, I never dwelt so much upon 49.
I never knew my soul was so permeated...

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Mosquitoes rarely come at you, face to face. This is a classic sneak-attack kinda enemy, often found behind one's head, or about navel height. After...

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Like an allspice incensed quartet chorus,
the spirit of the living Word unveils before us.
Holy foundational page corners turn
in cardinal winds as red letters churn,

proclaiming the...

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The outskirts of ruin, children of war,
Pass by upheavals, turmoils, turbulence,
Impacted scenes that tore, they must endure,
Safe from acts of war that was merciless,
Behind smiles...

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The silver king{1} banded with the dark queen{2},
United under the all-powerful one{3}.
Off to war, of armies of four{4},
together with the warrior son{5}.

Battle was fierce, many...

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Good to listen to others:
let’s face it, they want
to be heard—why they speak--
even if we have all the answers
imagined
since questions and answers
are more numerous than
the...

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Fiction by Charles
Just prior to the end of the civil war, there were nearly 6000 men who were not accounted for but assumed to be...

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The USA is Number 1
Selling arms all over the globe
We earn our wealth fuelling conflict
Who needs a Congressional probe?

The rest of this world is nasty
So...

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Poem number 1000 – Part Three :
Deeper and deeper


Forever onward, into a future of possibilities;
Another line, from inside a mind, without sense, but with sensibility.
Throughout...

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Pride seeks
Obsession with self
Hugging our mirrors
Telling tales of our success
To any who will take a knee before us
But failure still dawns for this vanity
For even...

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This is my poem No. Seventeen Hundred

Gadzooks, that's a boatload of poems

Think my brain would have turned to mush

Or perhaps I'd wind up in a...

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When I met her , a very old lady she was , yet inside lay a frightened child .
I felt my heart cry , I...

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"You say you want a revolution" screamed the four,
John, Paul, George and Ringo beat down the door.
Melody and harmony and Brit sex appeal gone anti-war
Nine...

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