War Sestina Poems
These War Sestina poems are examples of Sestina poems about War. These are the best examples of Sestina War poems written by international poets.
analogy, appreciation, beauty, blessing,
People who crave as much leaping as birds
Those who are angry and seem to be furious
And those with a vulture's appetite for wealth
Drawn ones react...
My heart was broken
Scattered fragments, evidence of our clash
Drops of blood flowing down my face
Alone, wounded, bashed, my feeling
Out of tune, broken harmony, shattered peace
child, i miss you,
Every day, I sit at my window, waiting
I’ve stayed for you-
I will stay until you come home
And every time, you do
Every time, I jump into...
Six Views of a Sickening World
dark, light, world war
Replace the desolate words I speak without intention
With my intended poetry – a burst of fresh light
In a forlorn bedroom filled with buckets of darkness!
Shadow Soldiers On Parade
In endless quest we sought seclusions peace ...
Memoirs of War
pain, children, war, children,
By the river corner I sat and wept
Memories of the war flooding my mind
Imagines of rotting bodies everywhere
The smell of dying children pungent still
A Modern Warriors Sestina
war, me, me,
How did you find me here ghost
I thought I was done with your haunting
My Uncle told me you were my enemy
I know I left you...
It Takes Two To Make a Tear
warworld, old, old,
It takes two to make a tear
It’s Christmastime so no more killing now!
Let’s get together, sing some carols here.
In no man’s land, we’re brothers...
What About the Children
What do we tell the precious children, Lord,
those sweetly innocent and trusting ones?
They should not have to know of dreadful war,
our tiny daughters and our...
happiness, holiday, upliftingnight, birth,
It was on a cold night in Bethlehem that hope was born
A babe lay in a manger as angels sang joyfully
Above the nativity a star...
The Heart of Poverty
anniversary, caregiving, childhood, daughter,
Once upon a time, mother was gifted new life.
Reformed, reborn the second child to poverty,
through the coldness of a Maine winter came beauty.
devotion, lost love, love,
Forever in the wind, the gale, the tempest gone……
though, lingering caress of cheek and thigh remains
as does the precious memory of fires glow.
Winds leavings lesson,...
times I have walked by Arlington Cemetery
and felt my face wilt.
I’ve waded through Washington D.C’s ever-present puddles
to work every day and thought of stopping, reading...
All Your Voices
faith, forgiveness, peacelove, perspective,
Once, long distant calls would cost
You, your friends and family so many voices
had to wait, anticipate the budget and the worth
of words said out loud...
Inspiration Sparks When
adventure, fantasy, happiness, imagination,
Inspiration sparks when
a shooting star crosses
the starry, twinkling Heavens,
revealing its gradeur, beauty and sadness;
and if we follow it to its destination...
where it will finally land.