Life Shooting Poems

Today I’m thankful for shooting stars…who prove quite effective
on helping us in life…keep a healthy and optimistic perspective…

For shooting stars all know…once from the sky...

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O Glorious and Wise Empire of the East 
Slaughtered by cold winter’s wrath and the azure dragon 
For this world had no place to lay...

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I’d like to sing to you a lullaby
To make all your troubles disappear
Tell you there is no need to cry
That you will never know hate...

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Weapons of Wonder

By Mark Stucky
If humans must wage war,
let it be upon our own evils.
Let there be genocide on
violence and divisiveness,
malice and indifference,
prejudice and inequity,
foolishness...

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(In memory of the 19 children and two adults killed by gun violence in Uvalde, Texas on May 24, 2022…as well as the countless others...

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Hate Vacuuming?

By Mark Stucky
Vacuum cleaners are pneumatic nobles,
built to cleanse our offices and homes,
sucking dust from floors and crevices
to discard in trash cans
(where dirt belongs).

What...

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These are poems for the victims of the Nashville Covenant School shootings.


Nashville Covenant Call to Love
by Michael R. Burch

Our hearts are broken today
for our children's...

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Shooting sixty four rapids in the time stream

Powder milk biscuits helped yours truly, 
a Norwegian farmer wannabe feel bold
enough to weather inclement
steady rain which swirled,...

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We heard a most scary gunshot:
A shooter shattering a pot,
In marksmanship what he has got,
Energy spent stupendous lot…

Nelson needed whips and whipping,
If it is true...

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man-child used to being a shooting star
drinks always came for free at the cash bar
full to brim with urges and willfulness
left wondering alone in wilderness
not...

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Dangerous trend indeed,

A safety check is the need,

We can't ignore and proceed,

This was a monstrous deed,

Hearts of all severely bleed,

To save children I plead,

A happy...

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A shot of adrenaline makes my day

  for lack of which, my body pays...

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Let the music move you, it knows who you are.
The hands by themselves play, you're a shooting star.

The lights shining on you, they call for,...

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She cleans and polishes
Her revolver
A prayer on her breath
She prays that God stays with her
As she makes this difficult arrest

She is the lady police officer
Her...

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Look! A Shooting Star!

Let me honor your presence (dot chalked on ‘blacksky’),
as my poems (muse offers) make light of faint hope
that one day you’ll look...

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