Strafe Poems - Poems about Strafe

...Beyond the hills, the storm, oh, yellow queens they quake; poor Autumn aspens feel old weight of weakened leaves the hostile winds will steal. Beyond the hills the storm it brews, like coffee......

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...As frothing wakes unveil a racing tide a frontal surge unleashed intended taunt, ‘twas but a strafe to lead the prey outside then strike a blow amidst the faring jaunt. To draw first blood, then......

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...The desolate perfection of solitude. The shiver of recognition that there is only one being on the mountain, and that’s you. The pine trees watch, the boulders brood, but there is no one there. The s......

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...Comes many a different way Raised heartbeat so they say Insular in thought and deed Support from others they do need Intelligent listening and a free shoulder Soldier talk better to a soldier ......

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...You were truly brave to leave your parents behind. There are family members that you have befuddled. Leaving behind your near friends and family. Your aspirations and life have stagnated endlessly......

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...Hailstones on the mat A feral Tom cat lingers Doors that never shut As hailstones strafe junk mail and mat Where feral is the alley cat On one hinge hangs The door that bangs And he ain’t go......

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...Her smudged face in the bathroom mirror, seen from bruised sheets. The open mouths of high heels one face down drunken, the other gaping. Headlights strafe the curtains, a scant dress clings t......

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...Within the frame a sepia scene a dusty porch a rickety chair the fabric of your dusky face creased with ceaseless sunbaked woes your old pair of getaway feet gives a different walk of life......

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...Not asleep. Night in front of me, no stars. Dark inside my eyes, I knuckle them, sparks, beams strafe head Shoot out of nowhere to nowhere. Only now can I walk around my mind, tell i......

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...Headlights strafe the woods: deer eyes glint. I am deep into a conversation with myself unspoken words drop like rocks into pools of forgetfulness. Those eyes in the darkness want to show me a ......

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... In the intimate interlace of free will and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity, all that is.. is over in the stormy, swarming sp......

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...In leaden blue it musters force. Then comes electric blink, then roll of drums reflects from hills. Our spirits start to sink. Aloft the cauldron stirs its curse, a potion for attack. It sta......

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...Seen from the bruised sheets the two open mouths of her shoes (one face down and drunk the other lopsidedly agape) speak to him in groans and murmurs. Her face smudges the glass in the bathro......

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...If my daylight transmuted into the night You taught me to put to the test I welcome with care a chance to taste the delight That in my heart you pressed At night to bring us together As we st......

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...Silence lingers above my head The man that's lost at sea; afloat And underneath are fish not fed All staring at my makeshift boat I never knew exactly how A piece of wood could feel so safe F......

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