Short Flank Poems

Enfilading fire
Breastworks deflecting shrapnel
Snipers breach trenches...

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Dappled cloudy scales
Drifting along a sleek flank
Fish eyed moon looks down...

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flank toppled by pawns 
confident king sits and yawns…
a new check-mate dawns...

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an ant scales my flank
    sun rays waltz on my belly
    my heart skips a beat
    the penny begins to drop 
    this is my personal bliss...

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They gave me a paper to write upon,
it was invitingly smooth and blank,
they handed me a pen,
that wrote smooth,
from flank to flank,
but I had nothing in my mind,
so the paper remained blank....

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A
		            square 
                    rotated onto its flank.
                  A shiny expensive twinkle
                       a bright heaven star: 
                             Diamond...

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The Door at Journey's End

trudging crystalled snow
the standing people flank me
their prismatic souls
guide my nearing journey's end
to the door where you await

~by deborah burch©
5/14/2012
inspired by the picture taken in Canada...

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What perfect desolation
Walking the north flank of Mount Muir
Through a corridor of towering pines
Freighted with new snow,
When the slightest pulse of wind
Sends an ice-dust
Down the ladder of branches
To where I stand exhilirated
As it crosses my cheek...

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Flowers on lovely morning
Fresh from every sight
Field full of lavenders adoring
Flank side of daisies makes eyes excite
Flying kites eyebrows raised playful children
Funny feeling engrain every face therein
Fair standing dandelions beauty glisten
Faint of smile shining from within....

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There was a Rubenesque gypsy from France,
Who made love to all the pirates of Penzance!
Alas~condemned to walk the plank.
Till she flashed her voluptuous, sun-tanned flank!
Captain so pleased~no plank,just asked,
His "Sea Biscuit" to dance! 


July 11, 2019
8:20pm PST


Formerly entitled His Sea Biscuit...

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Equines 

Two horses and a foal graze on my land
twilight, gentle rain

I  think of the days when ploughing 
the field, a sturdy horse

a long furrow on rich black soil
what more is there to know

stroking a flank, the warm aroma of
a horse arises in still air

dreams are endless, in daylight 
three boulders in a field 



...

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Fertile fields of sunflowers flank the picnic space.
Where the fragrant roses are scarlet or any other shade.
And where people exchange pleasantly divine grace.
A unique way to gain love, respect, and halcyon glade
This planet may purely exist in aware people's braincase.
Peace, though, keenly enjoys odd dream wade....

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Master
crafter

paper
later

compute
astute

website
ignite

laptop
giftshop

FedEx
success

jogger
blogger

clever
weber

keyboard
switchboard

email
voicemail

midnight
uptight

father
mother

good night
sleep tight

blanket
flank it

cover
lover

father
smarter

mainline
offline

loser 
snoozer.
...

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Origami tigress...
orange sun ribbons painting
gently rising ribs,
you sleep... a smiling cherub 
in the green silky nape of noon

Under a lavender moon
unfolding- arising
sashaying my cobblestone dreams
of a million carnal pinwheels.
A playful smack to the flank 
brings me to your sweetened stream
a black fanged bite to the soul 
and I'm forever yours...
Origami tigress...

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~   Three seasons, breathing ...

                  Exhale, inhale ... two transform -

          One, keen, waits breathless.



   One year of change weaves intervals, progressed,

             Three churning life, while two ... flank life at rest.   ~






~ 1st Place ~  in the "Charliekucoup" Poetry Contest, Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor....

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growing up
we now have
a son who is
compared to
a free range
chicken

he is muscular
skateboarding
cycling around
and karate but
he did go off the
grid and without

cooping up 
or telling what
was thought
to be our fence
he took German
in defense and

attacked with
tacking a flank
blitzkrieg upon
his wall and last
of all he knew to
let his hair grow 

L
O
N
G
E
R...

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the horses

Three horses graze on my land, and one 
 is still a foal.
In the twilight and with gentle rain falling
they remind me of the horses of bygone
days when I steered the plow that made
furrows in dark, clean soil.
When I stroke their flank, the good aroma
of warm horses arises; dreams are endless.
In daylight, they pretend to be boulders, but
even then, they make the land serene.
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Bleeding Sons of Lucre



Happy Mother’s beam is the Bank;
We lean on cash, our Father’s flank.

In search of it others eschew grime
For easy “one” by committing crime.

(This is Poetry; this is not a Sermon
I’ll not recur on cursing mammon!)

Oily hands stretched for reception
To that you give without deception...

Is “clean” money not so “laundered”
That can be peacefully squandered!


JM

31st Oct’ 2013...

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They gave me a paper to write upon,
yet gain,
it was invitingly smooth and blank,
even now,
they handed me a pen,
another pretty one,
that wrote smooth,
from flank to flank,
again and again,
but I had nothing in my mind,
that was coherent and formed,
ashamed as I was,
of keeping the first one blank,
this one I filled,
with whatever I could from my mind yank,
and waited with bated breath,
to see,hear the written paper's death....

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Soaring through the sky of early fall
   Abolishing mosquitos, eating for all

   Your siren song echoes in the night.
Hungry little teeth white and bright

Webbed wings flank the higher you soar.
  Dark vessels visible through the black uproar

  You’ve joined all your friends in your endless hunt
Soft chitters of excitement flow through your bunch

For bats eat the stealers, back to the blood
    Warm and well, swarming like floods
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I intend to try something new,
Something revolutionary 
That defies conventional tactics,
Yet is so subtle in its simplicity 
As to be easily carried out 
By nervous farmers 
About to soil themselves
In the face of certain death.
I’ve had my moment of clarity.  
Tell that pussy, Cleombrotus, 
Bring on his Spartans.

Note: Epaminandas employed the military principles of mass, economy of force, and a refused right flank to defeat the Spartans....

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Milking time


breaking dawn, the sun slowly rising in the east
as early morning mist evaporates, all is quiet and still
in the distance, a cow bellows.
a cottage door opens and a maid emerges.
in her hands the milking stool and pail
later she returns to the dairy

      cows gather at gate
black dogs yapping at their heels
      the milkmaid awaits

     welcome the warm byre 
maid rests her head on cow’s flank
     creamy milk pours forth
...

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Chilled paws on the ground,

Ears held upright to the wind,

The he-wolf on her right flank,

He is good support,

The one who runs with her now,

She didn't want him at first,

This has proven him,

She tried to chase him away,

But he slunk right after her,

She has grown fonder,

He is welcomed company,

A warm flank to lay beside, 

Feeling his warm breath,

The security and peace,

Hearing his paws beside hers,

Chilled paws on the ground....

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