Short Trench Poems

Heavy rains fill shoes 
son is tired of trench foot 
walks in stocking feet...

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columbo
trench coat and cigar
adjusts rabbit ears



posted on July 4, 2018...

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He looted her heart,
a glint sparked from her trench coat –
Cloak and dagger hunt....

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A
ripple
of relief
escaped from 
crowd
like
silence
in a trench
after gunfire
stops....

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Ravens in black trench coats
step precariously across wet rocks
of a foggy Pacific coast beach...

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trench foot ankle deep

fanfares baptize innocence –

bugles sound defeat


30th January 2020...

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The gray envelops
And swallows whole.
The teeth are in the skull

And if they ever come out,
They are chewed up....

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Their was once a boy by the name of et 
He had an encyclopedia bt
 He sat on a fence 
Fall in a trench 
And cry for his tt...

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On
the 
margins-
negative
spaces in the floor.

Ekphrasis after Shobboleth by Doris Salcedo (happing installation at Tate 
Modern)...

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Pride
brave, patriotic
fighting, striving, protecting
gunfire, khaki, trench, bones
crying, screaming, crawling
painful, cruel
fear....

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Mariana's Trench
what a shock to find beauty
where none can see it

------

12th February, 2016
Contest ~ Haiku 102
Sponsor ~ Nathan D...

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Does every indulgence begin
and end in sex?
How far away is every
trench-coated slam poet 
from spewing illicit
half-kids onto 
the front row?...

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Soundless cries in vain
Eyes wide open in anguish
Stunned in unbelief

No birds' songs at the trench
After the shots only silence


For Abe Lopez' "Leather Voices" contest...

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Scorching sun and 
burning ground
No more blossom rose 
around
No drop from the sky
No thunder other than 
sounds-
Patch of sands like desert
island
No trench for the spy....

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Willard Mitt Romney
born into wealth and money
Can't conceive of life as the Beaver
and pushes  temps as high as trench fever


"Clerihew" form for Andrea's "Seeking a Fresh Crop of Clerihews"...

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In the Mariana trench 
Surrounded by holothurians 
Jellyfish and white octopuses 
We plumb the Challenger deep 
In search of Megalodon. 


                 W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly. 2018.

                  2/11/18...

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old timbre

daney boy

irish

to

the

bone

daney boy

east side

gypsy

calls

to

me

digging

up

trench

singing

van

tied

oh

don't

you

go

out

in

it

moans

fog

or

rain...

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I remembered being on a bus with my dad today
Passing an old decrepit man out jogging and I began to giggle
To which my father retorted laugh away 
At least he is competing whereas you are merely commentating
Glued to the bench last out the trench...

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If every day
you set about
to dig a little trench,

and though the end
is far away,
you carve another inch,

and all the while,
enjoy the craft,
admire the progress made,

that length of trench
will melt away:
persistent toil, well paid....

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Fix bayonets to fight the foe,
Over the 'top' to sound of shell.
Village men of Fingeringhoe
Fix bayonets to fight the foe.
Fighting for King and country lo!
Trench warfare sure is swell
Fix bayonets to fight the foe
Over the 'top' to sound of shell....

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MILITARY LIFE

Sergeants
They rants!

Slit trench
Big stench!

Don't sass
The brass!

Long march
Sore arch!

Payday
Yea! Yea!

Discharge
Bye, Sarge!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

Entry for Timothy Hicks' "March Of The Footle" Contest...

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The height of Mount Everest but a meter
The depth of Mariana Trench just a foot
The distance between the North and South Poles only an inch
The waters of the oceans merely a thimble 
Neither could measure
Nor could quench
This love I have inside
A fire I must hide...

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A gentle kiss,
       What present is.
A cute n bold Miss,
       What life really is
So go and kill that tension trench 
And give this girl a lifelong French

                                               -ankit dedha

{Velocyreptor@gmail.com}
[ANKIT_DEDHA@instagram]...

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eleventh month of nineteen eighteen,
eleventh day and hour striking,
weary soldiers wept, relieved,
as armistice took root
and guns gone silent
raised a stillness
well-heard by
trench and
grave


November 10, 2022
A November Nonet Poetry Contest,
Andrea Dietrich, sponsor...

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Bloodied and battleworn
I called for a steed that could run
Instead of a horse
You brought me a gun

A comrade in the trench
Not an invitation to a ball
I've run out of ammo
But it is'nt my war
You angered the enemy
He thinks it was me
You gave without asking
Now the problem is yours...

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