Sniper Poems

Some Polticians

Men who hulking thugs lobby, 
Now and then their hobby
To winning rivals clobber, 
Hitting them until they slobber; 
Their tunes for the piper
A much worse viper,
Venom as good a wiper
As enemy- silencing sniper.

Old owners of power 
Mythical the eleventh hour
Their only message for The Youth:
A not- yet- your- time hurting truth.

Vietnam Sniper

VietNam Sniper



It seems that the night lingers then departs clawing
for one more minute, but in a vain attempt to defeat the sun.
The encumbered fog groans and gently rises from 
The ground to allow fixed eyes to see with piteous
recognition, the bushes that hide death.
Then as he probes, a shadow appears, then the black of the

Sniper Dreams Ii

I see their ghosts ...
dancing before me like madmen
moon-daubed scarecrows of the corn
hurling curses like daggers

I see their eyes ...
the gleams change to glaze
with every considerate nuzzle of the trigger
recoil punching my shoulder

I see their sorrow ...
in a last instant of confusion
the tear that will birth a thousand more
from the dear ones left behind

I see

Sniper Dreams

I see their ghosts ...
dancing before me like madmen
like moon-daubed scarecrows of the corn
hurling curses like daggers
(righteous retribution) ...

I see their eyes ...
the gleams change to glaze
with every considerate nuzzle of the trigger
recoil punching my shoulder
(yin to a horrid yang) ...

I see their sorrow ...
in a last instant of confusion
the tear that will birth a

The Sniper In the Tree

Years ago this story I am told
Of a bullet that came from a tree
No combat yet a peaceful day
One walking to gather water to shave

Helmet in hand to pick up the water
A bullet hit him in the head
Unable to yell with blood in his throat
David came to his rescue

Pulling him to safety yelling for a

There Is Nothing Chivalrous About a Sniper

There is nothing chivalrous about a sniper.


In days of yore, when the rain did pour;
Inside an inn, they spoke of was and when.
Even then their present was defined by their history,
As they prepared to march off to war again.


With muddied boots, we stomp on those which we call our enemy.
With feasts of meat and ale

Sniper

Mortally wounded, 
a soldier writhes
in pain,

     crawls bloody 
     on the bloodied 
     earth.

From up a cliff 
a sniper takes 
aim again

     to finish off a task 
     with neither rage 
   

The Sniper

Shoot straight,
Don’t let your gaze stray,
Breath slow and measured,
Frame the mark in the sun’s rays.

Make a bead,
Feel the wind,
Clear your mind,
All but this rescind.

Take it slow,
Think ahead,
Know the moment
To release that deadly lead.

No time to ponder
None for regrets,
You’ve done your duty
In terminating threats.

You’re the archangel
Of right and might
The gavel of justice,
Our enemy’s blight.

Stier's Sniper Poopy Stoopy Diaper--

STIER'S SNIPER POOPY STOOPY DIAPER--


Stier  Fire
MAYBE BABE
STINKY WINKY
POOPY STOOPY 
Stier  Fire
Sniper Diaper?



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12/20/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2018©





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Sniper

A sniper
is a secretly angelic person
who mysteriously causes miracles
when that person has their scope
on a crestfallen soul and when the sad
soul is about to give up, the saint
will take their shot, rejuvenating the pained soul
back to blissful life
without knowing what exactly happened

Trump Soon Became a Sniper

Trump Soon Became A Sniper

Trump searched and soon became sniper;
He was hard at it and then became hyper;
Wore frown;
Let people down,
And became world's worst at being a typer.

Jim Horn

Sniper

SNIPER

A yell “ man down;” then zing, pock, pock,
pock, pock against the sandbag revetment.

Down on the plain is a man in a spider hole,
he is well hidden and armed well enough,
smokeless powder provides no clues.

Binoculars and spotter scopes range and scan.

The wounded soldier moves arms weakly, 
asking for help, hands exploring a bloody chest;
each attempt

Shoot To Kill Aka Ohio Sniper

Shoot To Kill   

Life is something
You do not revere
In an instant
The words come clear
Shoot to kill

Of notoriety
You haven't gotten
Quite your fill
The gun in your hands
Gives you an unholy thrill

The pain in your brain
Goes away once you take aim
On your unsuspecting targets

You think of the fame
The glory of your name
If you make this shot

A

Word Sniper

word sniper
mental piper
i
am
still
known
speak from me
knowledge from spit
rainbows question marks
what rain of love produced a shadow
tis but mine
this reflctioning of pale
sea foam sorrowed sand
time is but my riddle fiddle
for myselfs bit back hand
insanity fondles trapped
perpetually clapped
for me
mister 
mental piper

word sniper
?

The Sniper

SARAJEVO 1994-95 - the sniper
He hides behind the dirty window pane
with eyes all cold and void of any care 
in blinding heat or through a drizzle rain
his thoughts are only what has brought him there.

His mind's not thinking that's a special friend,
nor is that girl in love; he doesn't care;
the choice comes on with no

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