Short Battalion Poems

Dragging their shadow
 A battalion of white clouds
 Overtakes the Sun...

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Hurricane is a battalion of ghosts
Soldiered by retired women of war
The Amazons and the Catherines
To subjugate the great America...

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A battalion of feeling,
  a dead soldiers thoughts

A war of contrition,
  last battle not fought

Distant artillery,
   final shot from within

Its smoke covering over
—the most original sin

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)...

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M-isty Monday is gone, 
A-s the shadows depart; 
R-ising sun has warmed 
Y-our soul and your heart. 

A-n early Tuesday comes, 
N-ice day twenty-first February; 
N-ew dawn has broken, bringing brightness and glory. 

G-ood and organized group 
O-f soldiers is in view; 
D-enying the word of cowardice, 
O-ne battalion fights for 
Y-ou....

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4/4/20
I close my eyes and enter a trance
where it appears the horses dance.
High up in the sky, 
the clouds begin to multiply.

The decorated porcelain stallion
formed a massive battalion.
I smile bigger, I laugh harder
As I fill with ardor.

But the wonderland fades
As my eyes shed their shades.
I'm back to real life
No more carousel trife...

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moving clouds in the sky
are Angels, transport jets
Angels come in huge numbers
on regular field work tour
examining and taking photos
compiling summarized data
of humans at work on earth
to submit to the Creator
before another workforce is
released through the wombs
of women chosen to conceive
a battalion of human resource
to replace the dead and lazy...

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Battalion column coup de grace;
It’s what was planned, but didn’t work that way.
We’ve bled all our embarrassments
At bayonet point and now must cede the day.
God damn the blasted cavalry;
They’ve left this muddy field a bloody pool.
All hell for the artillery;
I’d like to face one gunner in a duel.
It’s over, done and finished with.
The very best withdraw in disarray.
La Garde reculé....

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Life's too short to spend it as a lion
Go out and carry the banner of peace

Life's too short to spend it as a mole
Go out and enjoy bright light with all

Life's too short to spend it as a hyena
Go out and practice the art of generosity

Life's too short to spend it as a snake
Go out and join battalion of honest men

Life's too short to spend it as a chameleon
Go out and live as a creaturely human being...

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Daphne has no plans to cry:
She shall another man try:
Not The Old with hairs to dye
Nor One others think might die…

Asking she has been: Why? Why?
She never for once did lie
To Mac with his Spurious Love;
Mic Mac to Pranks not above…

Mac, who’d call her Animal,
Twelve Times just The Minimal



Daphne would not dare to wait
For another on This Weight 
Nor would she for same sigh
The Voice for Sighs never high…

Now, Daphne for Rebellion 
Of an Ill-Used Battalion!...

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when the masquerades came
they brought the drums
to the forests of our clan
the pipers came forth 
with ready pipes upon their arms
the dancers came out en mass
& the forests saw a full ceremony
of the ancient drumming & dancing -
then their sceptre went up to the sky
calling  for our response
within the three full moons
then mbari-warriors came in their valour
they came: they saw the cloudy sky
& our warriors drenched in the blood
called forth by the battalion-gods
a clan of dark warriors...

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