War Sijo Poems
These War Sijo poems are examples of Sijo poems about War. These are the best examples of Sijo War poems written by international poets.
So, Let Me Get This Straight
america, angst, confusion, people,
America is known as "the land of the free", am I right?
People free to own weapons of war crazies use in mass shootings
Women free to...
analogy, color, conflict, death,
In eerie voice chief ghost spoke, “we have many more to welcome”
“More lost souls join us tonight, released from bodies by conflicts,”
“While they war on...
Night Train Screams
conflict, image, journey, soldier,
Night train screaming down
The hill, grinder for
Metal rails in Earth’s dust.
Painful reminder of war
Carrying troops to battle.
Her screams echo those of
the dying soldiers....
The Battles On
angel, bible, faith, light,
Bizarre lights in the night skies, some say, “Ezekiel’s Wheels”, others, “UFO’s”.
Perhaps they are twinkling stars or simply, reflections from passing cars?
Maybe, angels fighting Armageddon…
abuse, power, slavery,
Tonight finds me moved to give cause your bottomless emnity
If I am unclean, why do you then tarnish these hills with my blood?
Look well upon...
miserable Witches trying to ruin.
But they can't defeat what they once trained.
They try to take from me everything I earn.
Ars poetica - A poem of a poem
art, poems, poetry,
A poem of a poem
A poem may be wonderfully challenging to write.
Why should it be too easy, if it is to be a delight?
Ponies Trampling Snorted Dreams -
analogy, conflict, desire, dream,
Where no ponies free ranged, I dreamt to break and...
SILENCING THE WITNESSES
angst, history, sad, sympathy,
Together, facing the deathly moment alone
Their soles must be given to free their souls
Silent witnesses of man's inhumanity to man...
Stubborn As A Mule (Sijo)
animals, imagination, inspirational, life,
Mule kicked and bucked so high, its
hind legs seemed to reach the sky...
Suffering from many a thing, but vowed
to suffer war no more,
In This Time
In this time of constant war when peace seems but a distant dream,
In this time of endless hatred as waves of vengeance drown the land,
death, places, urban, war,
I wake to the sound of red alarms and harsh blue whistles,
Perhaps this is just a false occurrence, it sounds always these days,
The notion is...