Short Schoolboys Poems

I now declare war on your regime
Round up your Chicago schoolboys
Who believed in free markets
At the hand of the gun
I'll bring billions
Of people whose
Values died
For your
Game...

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ravages of war
not about heroism. . .
through eyes of schoolboys






Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved. 
First published 2018 in Hollywood Haiku via wattpad.com...

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Love makes us guys come apart at the seams
Acting like schoolboys dreaming young dreams
Walking into walls
Running naked through the malls
Oblivious to perils that have become routine...

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I remember way back when,
And my first schoolboys crush
When just to look at Linda
Was like being hit with a sugar rush

I remember when she said
“I really like your shirt by the way”
Well I was so in love with her
That I wore that shirt every day...

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Georgetown Highschool Fire Drill Today
On top--Georgetown's outdoor blackboards
Setup classmate's first-time meetup sort out
Schoolboys head out--henceforth buddy up one-on-one  
Outside schoolyards baseball's first base
Schoolgirls show up--nearby football goalpost...

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KINDNESS OF STRANGERS - KIB - Part 2

The schoolboys chatter ‘neath blankets.
      ‘No pretty ones to choose’ —
   Innocence voices thoughts.
God delights in blessing our souls —
   Having nothing to lose,
      Net the color of friends.

8/2/2019
Not for contest
KIB so Nette Onclaud will not read...

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He stands there, stripped bare, shameless, nameless, voiceless 
Standing there, choice-less

No dignity, no vanity, no pity
No integrity 

No eyeballs so no stare, no flesh and no hair
And no underwear

No contract, no guarantee, no warranty
No appearance fee

He stands there, stripped bare, shameless, nameless, voiceless 
Sudden schoolboys-less
Museum... noiseless...

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Brave hearts beat
Hidden in silent men
Boots hide exhausted feet
Yet no complaints tumble with their tears

Brave hearts beat
Chasing death on foreign soil
Targets placed on dusty streets
Hollow death parched days on end

Brave hearts beat
Dodging dead eyed schoolboys' guns
Nightmares of red defeat
Yet waking to go back again. 

V Anderson Throop
Nov 2014  ©...

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Ex lovebirds of 
the tamest passion can turn 
so predatory.

Passive aggressive
schoolboys who mock whistle at
ex-girlfriends for spite.

Who scatter book bag
contents in mock accidents
for supposed revenge.

As witchcraft conjured
by the nonbelligerent
to silence the bully

I summon some sweet, 
musical, lascivious
words as orphic spells

In self-effacing 
defense to tame the awful
beast with dirty magic....

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