Ploughshare Poems - Poems about Ploughshare

...One year ago Dictator Putin’s Massed military might Invaded the Ukraine Not really expecting any fight. One year later, with increasing Frustration and despair, Putin’s battered conscript arm......

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...they harvested by darkness tractors carving through the night up and down the plantation guided by the infra red light and the pilots in their cabins hidden way down deep inside watched through......

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...Blown by Atlantic wind and sail in chains once were ragged souls like chattels branded - from the Guinea Coast to old Port of Spain African herdsmen on slave ships landed. From my father......

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...MURDER OF AFRICA Mother, Mother of the black race, Behold your children, Dead and dying, Not even a broken hope, Can their withered hands grope? Mother, Mother of Africa, See your child......

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...To a Mouse by Robert Burns translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Sleek, tiny, timorous, cowering beast, Why’s such panic in your breast? Why dash away, so quick, so rash......

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...Idle sit the swords in bloodied rust old glories faded in the long dull blades lie about cold beauty's savage lives masked within the scars of victors songs. Words unbent repent in ploughshare ......

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...‘Turn swords into ploughshares and nightmares to dreams’ I have not one plough and no shares in the market Insomnia has taken over my nights the rest is illusion Ambiti......

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...Standing tall and proud as Punch, Albert, my Suffolk, softens to receive his collar. I lift the hames across his back, throw over pad and traces, belts and chains, while he stands like a scholar. ......

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...You want to know its merits? Very well, then. Daylight slants deliciously across the boy's inclined, thoughtful face. His lace collar, crumpled, houses valleys of shadow. Or what about th......

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...Tom said to his kitten: Don't hunt! It's hard work! Leave hunting to others and don't be a burk Watch me and heed me and later admire We'll slink to the future - a far distant fire There sat so......

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...For the past half billion years They crawled the earth both soil and sphere Million trillion unknown souls To eat and breed their only goal Homme or femme hermaphrodite In pairs romance 'neath d......

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...Among bald hills Ceased udders, dry dales Bleeding ploughshare And sweating shaft Deserted flora and fauna Searching for the ray of life To proceed though faint Barks ‘n rags for clothing ......

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