Short Weaponry Poems
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What a wink signifies is oft-mysterious
even in jest, ultra-serious
Heralding the existence of mental telepathy
potent bond of intimate weaponry
Nuclear missiles
as outdated as whistles
Hypersonic jets
don't scare my pets
Multiple warheads
won't knock you dead
The winner of my weaponry race
two loving arms take first place
Grace is our weaponry.
Masterful minds, plagued by
mankind's hard-won knowledge,
are the battlefield.
Insight leads to readiness,
To be blessed beyond,
all human intellect,
by God's greater love.
Form:
As a Smith and Wesson:
Weaponry;
Corralled and shooting out,
Every word to be;
She’s endowed,
With a round butt, and balcony;
So, harkens to hotness:
Her Summer eave;
Her beauty, to me, existentially,
Is like nature,
Or a green gable,
Canopy –
Proses and poems
Pictured prevail
Emotions emancipated
Feelings of frail
Stances and stanzas
Words weaponry
Therapeutic tensions
Designated decree
Odes of oration
Verses verily victorious
Whimsical writes
Grandeur of glorious
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
Your breath
apon
my memories
Twirling
apon
loves weaponry
Cycling
between
lying signs
Out of this
whirling
I have climbed
Your breath
apon
my memories
Spinning
apon
loves treachery
Blowing
between
hurtful rhymes
Out of this
tornado
I have survived
A man's work is his kingdom
So I never stop constructing,
Equipping my throne
With armor and weaponry,
Force field's and hidden nukes
But my garden green!
A lawn with lime flower petals
Branched out trees,
The sky blue and sunny
I love my guardians,
And they never stop growing.
ah...the fm radios old rock
and classical stations be
my mind for the day...
then...the news cast echoes
of the dark shadows of
an all out war over...
the...whole middle east with
real possibilities that it
may include use...
of...the nuclear weaponry from
many different sources for
profits and or power...
stan sand
The column of Romans came from the east
They mowed down our stone structures
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
We were all intimidated as the amphitheater fell
This was totally unexpected and frightening.
We ran from them for there was no choice
They had the power, and they were fierce
We were minions, who only knew tools
We did not know weaponry or war
And we did not want to.
Blatant display
of weaponry
on Republic day,
perhaps tradition,
invoking pride
and patriotism
but somehow I feel,
such muscle flexing,
crass and vulgar,
is best avoided
by all regimes
who so flaunt
aggressive intent
but there’s a vote bank,
that looks forward
to fanning fires
and so the monarch
goes with the script
which is proven
to keep him
and his cronies
in power.
What caused and made me try this cryptic voice
Did I or did I not have any choice
is Time so cruel to teasingly disgrace
The weaponry I choose to seal my fate
Silence is so easy to embrace and use
I could yet stay a shy reclusive muse
If not for this my desperate attempt
at words of rhymed intention
Alas Alack this stolen time
I'd saved to spend
in quiet contemplation
lithium
element of exploitation and mayhem
used in rechargeable batteries
prevention of Alzheimer's disease
spacecraft and nuclear reactors
advanced war weaponry.
They say a trillion dollars' worth
is under the blood and burn of Afghanistan.
It was never about whacking bin Laden or democracy
It was all about greenbacks and kickbacks.
Xi is now licking his lips
my noble efforts seem to be in vain
my sweat army fights a huge enemy
In every ugly battle we take strain
battle weary troops are my penalty
my weak will my only soft weaponry
defiant kilojoules taunt my sweat troops
they gather themselves in organized groups
their guerrilla warfare holds the war reign
a sneaky snack attack caused a big whoops
now I have to rethink my whole campaign
-19 July-
Lilac bush full
spring's ties to nature's core
Buds that kidnap smell
Sweet layers of scent weaponry
Panoply burst of blooms
modesty displaced
Flower cradles barely hinged by gravity
Purple bunches
that color the center of consciousness
sweeping away grassroots complaining
sweeping off a time drifting to cruelty
freeing the buttoned restraints of love
the time-river-bank be
lined with account-trees branching...
so the dollar-leaves float
to where they be economically
kneaded as future debt for weaponry...
from an even-easier scrooge
who computer-eyes future
decades of payback that never end till...
the last dollar-plum-met
says those who profit from fighting
are nothing but existent school-yard gangs...
to be sent to fight on melting icebergs
stan sand
Impulse impulse impulses
That seven metric beating
Sets forth the measure even
Sooth hear heart beat you see ah
Seven beats the CPU,
Seven for the storage true,
Seven for the network's flight,
Seven keeps the fleet in sight.
Sir acknowledged Admin 'o
Fleet of e'ver Sea O War!
Weaponry worth knowing see,
Logic knowledge a must, now
Torp an enemy with blow
Seven matrix and row - four
Scatters over, under Sea,
penetrate their iron bow.
Upon the battlefield,
Blades clash, and arrow whiz,
Guns fire, and artillery booms,
War is here for eternity.
Never changing, we fight our bloody wars,
Like medieval times, we fight still,
All that has changed is the weaponry,
We still kill one another given the chance.
As a general once said,
‘War is just another form of diplomacy.’
War in eternity, not even gone when we reach the stars,
Spaceships with guns,
To fire upon hostile aliens.
War is here to stay.
easy open zip-lock re-sealable bag tear along dotted line no wrong place try a little below dotted line crap well maybe a little above dotted line wrong again you’re not holding your mouth right bite and tear the little bastard s.o.b open ouch try weaponry damn right that did the trick sh-t spilled it all over the freekin floor cut my finger too flip it a bird jump on it stomp and grind with both feet what now get a bandage go back to the store buy two more just in case easy open zip-lock…
In the great wide world of children’s toys,
whoever thought of making dolls for boys?
Such a brilliant idea materialized long ago.
The company hatching the idea was called Hasbro.
This doll made for boys is called “GI Joe”.
He has uniforms from all branches of the military.
Joe sports all kinds of sophisticated weaponry.
He can speak after you pull his string.
Whoever thought of such a clever thing?
He was popular then, and is still strong today.
GI Joe appears to be here to stay.