Short Bellicose Poems

Bellicose banter
between brass and bent woodwind
in rival rhythm....

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Assertive,yet not aggressive
Bellicose or bold;
Dynamic yet not dogmatic
Our character unfolds;
Emphatic and energetic
Enterprisingly keen,
And so happy to be seen....

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Bellicose and Verbose 

Trump has been known to be bellicose,
And at same time also very verbose;
Sad affairs;
Never cares;
While feeling like we may be morose.

Jim Horn...

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Trump Guy Who Is Gross

Trump is a guy definitely gross
Not being friendly or bellicose
Or beneficial as well as helpful
Fast one on us trying to pull
His own medicine don't want a dose.

Jim Horn

Are you laughing yet?...

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Appears To Be Morose

Trump appears to be morose
Disgruntled and is really grouse
A real chip off the block
That ended up being a crock
And has often been bellicose.

Every path he is on always leads
to another war.

Jim Horn...

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Dog love is
Winner takes with injury

Cock love is
Cantankerous and bellicose

Dove love is
Sincere and austere

Crested Crane love is
Until death do them part

Human love is
Dove, cock, dog, crane, divine

Divine love is
Truth full of truthful faith...

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I create beauty while I support
 everyone and me...
I am universal and 
cosmopolitan being
my own owner...
I love humanity
and I love life...
I am a tamer of my
inner beast and peacemaker
of this bellicose world.
Advisor of what
nothing conceive... but
my magic, is
 write poetry... !...

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The sun, now joined in battle, scorches earth;
young, bellicose, brash Sirius draws nigh.
The rains, diminished, scarce sustain new birth,
and so commence the dog days of July.

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for The Sky in July Poetry Contest
sponsored by Andrea Dietrich
written on 07/02/2022
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You are free to shoot
 fair words on
 unjustice... but not free
 to shoot bellicose artifacts
 mortals...!
 You are free to drop
 prejudices for life...
 but not to plunder
 the consecrated 
 and concentrate history...
 We must shelter the works
 of our splendid artists!
 Not general anti-democracy,
  no total obscurantism!
 Anomie, no!
 Coup, no!...

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The rain drips my veins
Callous draws tight 
Entrenched
Peg leg with 3 teeth

Shaking down the crooks
Blasting through the waterfront
Set anchor to the docks
This place as good as any
Let's get to work

Mutiny at sunset
We'll crawl into graves
And disguise our face

Lofty mermaids arrest
Stolen glances
Our brotherhood sails true
Like nails ringing
Set to live or die...

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Before I could return to writing prose,
  verse took my pen by decree

Days fully structured and measured on end
  but tonight
    —words yearned to be free

The stories cerebral, their words bellicose
  new plots marching forward in time

With a story inscribed for others, not I,
  my true voice
      —wanting only to rhyme

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)...

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The carpenter at rest recalled
The tools he left within a wall
So by night he paid a call
Too swift extract his treasure

His saw so deftly blasted through
It jerked and nicked his favorite tool
Just bellicose a real fool
At least he missed the jewels

The nurses laughed a lot inside
The carpenter, he nearly cried
The only damage to his pride
The doctor patched his tool...

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When they decided to leave their small planet, these Gamymades had already
conquered Junipter, Pluto and Venus and planned to seize the Moon and Mars;
these huge, horrifying beasts with swarthy, hard skin and bellicose eyes so fiery
can set stones ablaze with their breath and make smoke rise higher than clouds...
be advice they may invade Earth and destroy everything we built over the ages....

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When they decided to leave their dwarf planet, these Gamymades had already
conquered Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, Uranus and planned to seize Venus and Mars;
they are huge, horrifying beasts with swarthy, hard skin and bellicose eyes so fiery...
they set soil ablaze with their hard breath, making smoke rise higher than clouds:
be warned, they'll invade Earth and enslave us and destroy all we built over the ages!...

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You’ll say again that we must fight,
 That our life is like a game,
And I must play my last trump card.
But I just want to run away.
I’m not like you. I’m not so brave.
Why should we suffer, cry and shoot?
And what’s the sense to strive for good?
My silly head is badly hurt.
But bellicose now is my mood.
My blood is up, upon my word!
I have already understood
The things that seemed to be so moot,
And why we are to risk and shoot…...

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Oh, to preach, to pontificate
Seize the “bully” pulpit
Bask in the reverberations
Of your own voice
Mock the sanctity of silence

To expound on the simplicity
Of the impossibly attainable
Berate the questioners
Expound on humility
In stained glass superiority

To infiltrate the openness
Of childlike minds
Inculcate the innocence
With tainted seed

Oh, rave on
You echo-chambered ego
Your bellicose denials
Deny their truth

John G. Lawless
©6/27/2023...

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