Snipers Poems - Poems about Snipers

A SNIPERS TALE by JOHN M. ARRIBAS My spotter and I form a highly efficient crew Dedicated to eliminating those menacing you We take up position under the cover of night Then search for the sniper hidden from sight Scour the terrain for any sight of his presence Find him first, for he finds us, requires patience Searching for any movement, any change of...

Continue reading...

A Boy, his Mother named Fred Is better known to his Friend's By the caustic nickname Snipers Dream Because of the size of his head Slimline was 2XL all around was constantly eating Whereas Fatt's was shaped like a cigarette and hardly ate at all Tall Paul was 4 Foot something Shorty was 6 Foot 6 Poor Boy wanted for nothing While Richie Rich had holes in...

Continue reading...

Whatever was in their heads May have pushed them over the edge What they call fear Means turning a deaf ear Than becoming nebulous about the facts When their motive was clear Grief has no color but it has many names Your grief, my grief and their grief is all the same If we disagree with the one who’s wearing a badge It doesn’t...

Continue reading...

Fly on hand born of comrade’s corpse, the only memory of what has gone before. The fleas that hide, slowly drinking my soul, a world where freedom lies snug in the recess of my body, a giving god to them. And as I curse the itch with embers burn I peer through the sight once more waiting for my foe. For country has made an avenging...

Continue reading...

Dust and blood on an iPod that plays, Hole, for love of country, for love, Of the scope on a fine bolt action M-40 rifle. Cupid was a sniper, for love of Psyche. Like the marksman in the minaret that shot, Lance Corporal Miller in the face, He will have a thousand virgins at his feet. As Corporal Nick Ziolkowski loved...

Continue reading...