Patrol Poems - Poems about Patrol

The desert sun, a shimmering hazy sheet, A jeep's low rumble on the burning shifting heat. That opening theme, a brassy bold fanfare, Announcing danger hanging in the air. Remember Troy and Moffitt, Hitchcock, Tully too, Four rugged figures in that khaki dusty hue. Against the Afrika Korps, a constant daring fight, Beneath the endless canvas...

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Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven; For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation. Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant lives; For magic impels ways and customs to differ, like buds, as spring arrives. Everyone called Willie Winkie, 'Wee,' since most elves...

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Someone can call you "  rebel " Which is his " her" new label As you are not  under his " her" control Then he " she" turns to be your new patrol, That consumes much petrol....

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SNOW PATROL It was late on Christmas night All was silent and no sound Santa Claus was running late And he was in such a state His sleigh had run aground It was for all, a terrible plight With more presents to deliver With mince pies he was so full The sleigh it weighed so much All it needed was a lighter touch So his reindeer...

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Oh, so you the new Patrol Officer now huh? Here comes Phone Patrol, the phone patrol officer who wants to roll, scroll and patrol through your mate's phone. All of yall know one, heard of one, hell, yall might even be one. You wanna look at their recent call log, call numbers back, look through their...

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The East West German Border A heavily guarded barbed wire fence There for containment Not for defence He sat alone in the Mess Methodically drinking Trying to numb his mind Trying to stop thinking. He'd been leading his patrol Out along the wire Had nearly lost control and Let his men open fire. He was almost too late With his urgent shout One or two of the...

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The kitten patrol was alert and ready for something to start. Hiding in the hills among the leaves of autumns’ trees. Kicking oak and maple offerings out of their foxholes. What do you see Captain? The head guard kitten asked. The other kittens were at a loss as to what they were expecting. The road was clear, there was no...

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We booked on the radio as was the way And out the station we drove away The radio prattles its continual banter As we policed the streets at a slow canter There were disturbances some loud but not unique And pub brawls to make the night complete There were shoppies on day shift With neighbourly disputes sorting out the grift Throw in...

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Can you hear the whispers brought on by the wind storming? Carried true by the harpers, the tale the howls are forming? Came a knock at the farmer's door, a mailed fist with a fate to turn. A sob, a wail, a call to war, a boy, a son, home soon to yearn. Soon a soldier strode from youth, to the beat of the...

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In my country, gangs of fiends own the night. In my country, we lived broken lives of torment. My family fled with little but our naked terror. Bleeding and blistered, our feet carried us hundreds of miles. But I always had my familia. We migrated in trucks, never sure we could trust coyotes. We roamed scorching desert, never sure we would find...

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The night began like any other, I grabbed my gear, laced up my boots, And threw spit shine on the leather. Rifle slung and bag in hand with the usual friendly banter I had yet to reach my ride As the mic began to chatter. Heading to a crash, one that happened at high speed Smoke debris and gasoline Unsure of what...

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Quote :: “Trust is like a piece of paper, once it's crumbled up it can never be in its original shape”. ~Unknown. Trying hard……. (Poetic Form: Patrol Poem) Believed our love was real; Believed fully your promise; Believed attitudes sweet talks; Believed each word, you promised. Trust is non-negotiable; Trust is part of integrity; Trust was only base of...

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The sun is sinking in the west On a long hot summer day There’s just the radio, my patrol car and me As I look to the traffic on the highway The holiday crowd is passing through On the long haul homeward bound There are long lines of cars As travelers pass me by Some of the drivers give me a wave Whilst others...

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Full moon Brightly illuminates the forest As a soldier leaps...

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Dictionary in hand Bobbies manned state of the spy craft created strategic peripheral outposts a comma dated, (sans syntax garnered monies) equated justifiable to build galley ma free Highland Manor wing - feted via "FAKE" glitterati creating surreptitious hated surveillance monitor ring, which insulated decked...

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