Short Forts Poems

ottaman empire
armenian genocide
with pride,tradition...

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Face to face they all fought
Now within their noses forts!...

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On this 
Night
Everything that 
Loves will loose.
Everything that lives
At last will die.
Forts will crumble.
Fate will step back
And nap.
Lovers will cry and heartache will
Laugh. Tonight in the 
Still Wind Cold....

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White forts we freeze in
Snow men and women
Playground for sledding
We’ll stay out all day
Flakes bring excitement
 
Sometimes sticky
Slushy on streets
From white to gray
 
Fun to roll
Make us laugh
 
Blowing
Fluffy
 
Snow...

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It does not take much
All it takes is a hill
A descent layer of snow
And a big ol’ bunch of kids
Then the magic starts
Snowmen, forts, and sleds
Just hundreds of kids being kids
And not a sad face in sight
A true ‘unplanned’ winter wonderland

© Poem – XII/XXV/MMXXI...

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Flakes sparkle, a golden sun emerges;
shadows chase children 'round forts of snow.
The groundhog appears holding his scepter.
"Don't store away those sleds just yet";
warm jackets will reign for six more weeks.
Snow plays its card – spades high.


written February 11, 2013...

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Sunshine Gold





When snow lends its chill all through,
waves of dense clouds sway in the blue,
Rising sun gifts the vibrant rainbow,
Ice capped forts glitter in gold aglow !



Written Nov 26th, 2015
For contest "Epic sighting #1"
Inspired by picture #1
Sponsor- PD A

Awarded tenth place win...

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we got reports about wars of all sorts
being fought in and out of forts
the retort of some is to snort fire
right before they expire
breathe in breathe out,
twist, shout
scream liar liar with pants on
or off
short changed, and undressed
in the streets,
dead or half way there
far from home
wherever you may Rome...

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Let’s go back to that.

Telling stories,
teaching each other
how to play a guitar,
showing tricks
and playing games.

Sleepovers,
makeovers,
dancing and baking.
Building forts,
picking flowers.

Having power outages 
and bringing out candles.
Using flashlights just for fun.

Let's go back to that.
To taking time.
...

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When I was young 
no more than twelve,
the grass was more than green.
A battlefield where blood was shed,
broken arms and broken legs.
Forts built of fishing cane walls,
lands invaded by crossing pine straw borders.
Punches thrown, tears spilled
friendships ended, but just for one day.
When I was a boy
the yard was special.
A land to call our own....

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Lamps
blaze bright
Like gold flames;
Moon and stars smile.
Acts of Demon quelled,
Forts of goodness founded,
Might of God lights up each nook.
Driving out darkness from the scene,
Earth and sky seem dance in harmony. 

(In northern India, by lighting rows of clay lamps, they celebrate the story of Lord Rama's returning to Ayodhya, after he defeated Ravana the demon)...

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Winter fresh, crisp and clean,
God's dessert for mankind,
Delicious experentially,
The mountains you ski,
Toboggans and sleds,
A swift passage to tomorrow,
The snowman and snow forts,
A favorite passtime,
The days of maple syrup and pancakes,
The pioneers making us welcome,
With their traditional old-fashioned ways,
The blessings of our God.

Author: Gwen von Erlach...

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we hid beneath the lilac forts
our books in hand
cool and dark we read and dozed
made up stories
looked for fairies
when the hot afternoon passed
we came on out
ready for some cold water
whats for dinner
lets go swimming
and Dad would meet us at the pool
big and handsome
we knew to swim just out of his reach
paddling furiously
and then
the big belly flop
he was in!...

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I built this façade
so very tall
no one can penetrate
through these high, thick walls

I learned from my childhood
from the forts that I built
how to engineer
how to protect

my skills became stronger
no infiltration can come
safe from all dangers
I will not succumb

so I stand at my post
observant of all
nothing gets past me
no peril will fall

when the time finally comes
someone special will come through
until that time
I will wait here for you...

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              Hadrian's wall
        Stood proud it was the empire's pride 
      The Picts were a thorn renowned for their gall
        So Rome built a divide
  With watchtowers and forts it kept the Picts at bay
  Rome couldn't defeat them, it was the only way
    Long sections of it stand today
  When the empire crumbled so did Hadrian's wall.





Written 12th June 2019
For writing challenge, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart....

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See your breath on the window pane.
Watching the snow cover the ground.
A child’s wonder land has just begun.
Hear the sounds of laughter and cheer.
That the children make this time of year.  
Throwing snowballs and making forts.
This is what winter is for. 
Aromas of apple pie fill the air.
Family and friends reminisce 
of Christmas when they were kids. 
Gathered around the tree 
singing Christmas hymens and telling the famous story. 
Every year a child stays up,
in hopes to see Santa clause....

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Memories sharpen with hastening years…
Sand-box and shovel and toys
And tree-forts and pranks, and my Sunday-school thanks,
Little boy yearnings and joys.

Later, Tom Sawyer’s the would-be Don Juan,
Highways, and one-night hotels.
Cheap beer at the bar. And an unlucky star
Lighting those furnished room hells.

Finally, faces of long-ago friends
Focus, recede and return;
One dead and some wed…souvenirs in my head.
Brilliant memories burn
Sweeter than incense, within the mind’s urn....

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