Short Counterattack Poems
Short Counterattack Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Counterattack by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Counterattack by length and keyword.
The Counterattack
we can always expect a new present from old enemies ~ surprise
By
David Kavanagh...
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Categories:
counterattack, allegory, allusion, conflict, military, philosophy, war, wisdom,
Form:
Monoku
Counterattack
chilling walls, like flesh
nightmares gather to feed on brain
i return the favor
11/10/2017
5/8/6 senryu...
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Categories:
counterattack, dream,
Form:
Senryu
Seek Me In the Dirt
seek me in the dirt
become my favorite flirt
walk away slowly while looking back
make sure i never see you again
confirm with you lack of action that i will never win
deem me incapable of any kind of counterattack...
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Categories:
counterattack, poetry,
Form:
Rhyme
Counterattack
Life will push you
Keep pushing back
Ups and downs will
make you feel cracked
Some problems are big
When others are less compact
Some Problems in life will change
While new ones will be intact
Although It is always
up to us On how we react
We can Allow life problems to hit us with a Smack!
or
We can Counterattack with a positive impact...
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Categories:
counterattack, blessing, deep, life,
Form:
Narrative
Other Terrorists
Other terrorists have overtaken,
invaded and captured,
have consolidated, merged
and dispersed.
It's a mess.
Splinter groups
have assailed the other's,
infiltrated, established pockets of
of doubt and confusion.
Conspiracy theorists
claim that we ourselves
are those other terrorists.
Other's counterattack
with long lists of demands
hoping to debunk and distract
from that kind of
terror talk....
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Categories:
counterattack, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
Late Upon a Fallen Season
Frost crinkles late blooms, a lacy white netting
invades upon a morning haze.
Fall sheds itself, undrapes heat
discarding warmth in leafy twill and tissue.
Later the sun will counterattack
the chill will melt
upon a tepid winds still gilded breath,
yet
a shade of winter is moving,
weaving itself into the mud and earth,
it is tracing a chill unseen river
and where that cooling pauses
the living must find cover
or pass away....
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Categories:
counterattack, poetry,
Form:
Free verse