Short Rifle Poems
Short Rifle Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Rifle by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Rifle by length and keyword.
Put the rifle back
in that shattered bag,
don't want to forget
traumas from my hell.
Geysers in my soul
only need to explode,
watch me hike tonight
on my satellites.
Roy Campbell 'FLOWERING RIFLE'
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What he did to simple Mark
With a sword
Left him with a complex mark
In a ward …
Endless cries of “Oh! My lord “
“I’ve broken somebody’s spinal cord.”
Before then, parading a rifle4
But from his Dad getting eyeful,
Who would a begged laughter stifle
As blood-letting isn’t a trifle.
whistles blare
gun powder in the air
lead pours overhead
I can't wait to feel my bed
I line up my rifle
breathe and squeeze
my orders are to strife
I run empty so I freeze
the quit nights are haunted
this conflict was unwanted
one more tally added; I can't mask it
make sure they spell it right on my casket
Guns don't kill people
But bullets do
So keep all your guns
But make bullets taboo
Restrict cartridge sales
Like any jet flight
With proof of ID
& registered right
Limit each purchase
To registered guns
Make mothers happy
With long-living sons
Bullets kill loved ones
& people we know
So give every shooter
A tough row to hoe!
Her long, flowing, black hair
sways in the autumn breeze
silence speaks, she is silent
a lonely bullet lays in the chamber
her hands rest gingerly on the guard
her fingers snuggle the trigger
The leaves blow, the poppies bloom
and the grass stands still....
her eyes gaze and wonder....
the enemy is in her cross-hair
silent speaks....
The bullet whispers to the wind....