Squadrons Poems - Poems about Squadrons

...Hell smells on this nice land Land where there is severe killing Killing of innocent people People hating their neighbors Neighbors with grudge Grudge against everything Everything has deca......

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... Sam is a novice gardener who stamps on all ants He doesn't like them near or crawling on his plants Their Queen was angry and wanted revenge For the ones that had fallen she wanted to avenge. ......

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...Dim tunnels curve a segmented ocean. Bat-winged feeding specters browse glass. Scaly hulls blow gas tanks. Rainbow skimmers flick and soar. A child’s sweet nose pressed against a face so horr......

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... "Oak" The guardians stood around and shook their heads great thoughts quivering from the ground, roots up, as if to walk confidently with great armies y......

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... "Blue Avians and the Poetic State of Mind post apocalypse the mother sought the assistance of Blue Avians. when it came to eggs stolen from a nest who better than ......

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...The stables stretch gloomily yawningly empty Carefully cleaned and tended each single day, As they have timelessly been, keeping pledge Ever since the Royal Dragons had flown away Through that ga......

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...The USA is not perfect never has been never will be Unlike Russia, which has ‘no alcohol problem’ ‘no civil disobedience’ ‘no LGBTQ populace’ Not to mention no truth i......

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...Dim tunnels curve a segmented ocean. Bat-winged feeding specters browse glass. Scaly hulls blow, rainbow skimmers flick and shimmer. A child’s sweet nose pressed against a face so horrible, ......

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...I had a dream that squadrons of crosses were falling from heaven, upon striking the ground they instantly turned into demons Wielding scythes, they began cutting down the screaming masses. I was ......

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... "The Unlit Flame at Blue Feather’s Cross Roads" Words these days are seldom Red like drops of lifeless blood falling cold on a hot frying pan, ......

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...Dim tunnels curve a segmented ocean. Bat-winged feeding specters browse glass. Scaly hulls blow gas tanks. Rainbow skimmers flick and soar. A child’s sweet nose pressed against a face so horr......

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...mosquitoes mutter against the backyard deck screens they say let us in kamakazie rain drops shower on their squadrons that's evolution life just comes and goes as if of it's own accord a......

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...monstrous sound slashes silence the bellow of a giant beast, or the flutter of a thousand wings elevations and indiscriminate creed will not heed sinister stirs the mix, the rise o......

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...White chevron squadrons usher in spring With squawking and honking and flapping of wings. Their return brings a weekend to revel in fun. The locals all love it, and hundreds more come! But the po......

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...Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenc......

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