Short Munitions Poems

Hey, Happy Clappies,
For all us chicks and chappies,
Thank God for each day,
Pray munitions right away!
Smiles are free for peace, okay!...

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Mayday tomorrow, 
but the pole has been toppled,
the good earth churned by munitions,
and then seeded with Claymore mines.

There will be no dancing on rubble ruins,
as we bury desecrated corpses, 
this year’s harvest will be lean....

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First to the moon
     first to Mars
   We use AI
     to drive our cars

   Carbon-free emissions
     stockpile of munitions
   Our nation's a superpower
     the world, ours to devour

   Before we strike
     here's what we're like ~
   Execrable, ruthless
     wicked, truthless...

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Duty bound soldier
Marching worthy soul
Armed with munitions
While mentally tolls

Comes back wounded heart
Mind, soul, body’s wroth
Wayward Minister
Burden to the cloth


11/14/19

For McWhirtle Me Poetry Contest
McWhirtle poetry form only.
Sponsored by: charles messina...

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His mind was full of bonfires
his chest full of mustard gas
as he coughed all day
If only I could die
he would have thought
if he could have thought.

She sat beside him holding  his hand,
her face pock-marked and yellow
from the munitions factory
No one knew   
what the chemical ration could do 
but she sat crooning her song....

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A Big Thanks to General





           cHemicals  
            Explosive
        muNitions
           fRagments
   artillerY
                

            Shards
          wHetted
         buRsting
           tApered
            Projectile
       spliNtered
      jaggEd
      metaL




                                               Sunshine Williams...

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Listen intently..' peace.)
Munitions roar' the worlds mouth!
Utter death! and denial.'

Much life is lost, too bad.!
How do we count? In evil score?
Let us wipe the slates clean.!

Dared to smile' to think?
Open a vista, the chink of plates
This cup overflow' cease.'

Awaken all peoples
To explore of each chance? piece'
Let it fall, in laps today !

Denying gloom, deny hate'
Give hope a breathing space
Listen intently.'  Peace!

...

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Emily wakes up laughing
but I see tears upon her pillow.
She's so far away from
shoulders and sleeves.
Remembering surrendering.
No more pajama tops
or secrets in the dark,
just a flame burning slowly down to spark.
Where and when
then and there
she's losing track of details.
She punches the clock
and puts together
pieces of permanent plastic.
She hears a song,
her strength is gone.
She lays down her munitions.
Crying on the coward's birthday....

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Rising
sprawled
amid the carcasses
of demons quelled
strewn
like soldiers slain
spent munitions
drained of all their fire
their bloodshed pooled
puddles
of watered down
egos and woes

glisten

in the morning light

as hangover destined
in reflection
one half dead
and addicted
vain plan to abstain
finds itself
shot down

again



8/3/2019

Eight Word Challenge Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet...

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