Soldier Society Poems

I/you
is/am/was
a soldier of 
fortuitous (mis)fortune

a quiet
puddle 
piddling in
southerly sloth

a gnarly ghost 
galloping in 
whirling ~ twirling ~ swirling
electronic sandstorms

!---)))>>>--->>>)))---!

adrift in tortured time
submerged in 
the timeless...

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Insight


In no will I am named
To a birthright I have no claim
I rummage through the lives of man
 Foraging from them what I can 
Right...

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In the end they will win this war
these monsters the world set against me
with their superior strategy and weaponry
wearing me down until I can fight...

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Reservations are made years in advance of the event.
Provisions from suppliers worldwide are globally sent. 
Sponsors enthusiastically devote their resources spent. 
Attendees eager to share...

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Mitchell: At this level, as with the rest, one might also find those who have stumbled down from a higher step on the crystal staircase...

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I remember when I was young,
playing with my best friend Jerome,
we had some woods behind our houses,
our frontier, where we would go roam.
We played soldier,...

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They save us irrespective of our religion and caste
They all fight for our dreams, safety, and liberty
They make our unity, regardless of our minds
They are...

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The British Empire was built by fate
made rich advanced to stand up straight 
Have knowledge and allies to collaborate 
prevent Europe a Russian satellite state

Hitler...

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The bus pulls out for morning routes
on empty streets
as the cops rouse up the homeless 
on the sidewalks sound asleep 
and it’s no surprise....

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PRAY THAT SOON WILL COME BETTER DAYS

Soldiers on patrol- 
drones on radio control…
They gain ground…as walls come crumbling down

Fire streaks through the night- 
embers burn...

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this netherworld
this hospice of broken souls
this travesty of triumph’s trauma
blank pages
telling stories
sightless readers
sifting the ash
of scorched lives
charred character
seeking solace
			 on the edge
					   of...

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Call me a pacifist activist deploring insanity of war,
never a Fitbit moon-unit soldier of military industrial
complex, this articulate baby boomer verily stupefied,
openmouthed, dumbfounded at inane...

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In truth, this right is the most paramount,
for on it all of the others rely,
when law breaks down, when tyranny reigns,
I think people will quickly...

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These are not wars,
These are not soldiers.
These are games,
These are pawns.
Pit against one another by Kings, Queens; their Bishops and their Rooks.
Hiding, yet again, behind...

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I'm wondering about our secret selves - 

The vegetarian smoker

The isolationist who speaks Cantonese

The soldier with the peace sign

The blue collar millionaires
The conservative who dares

The...

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