Tomahawk Poems - Poems about Tomahawk

......A warrior shrieked, pitched sideways, bled when he hit the ground, the Apache spurred their horses, looking to flank around. But John expected such a thig, he looked right and saw one, the I......

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... Written: February 15, 2024 ______________________________________ I ultimately rule over these stunning valleys, Elm trees with mossy brows line the alleys. Where distant......

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......He saw his prize slipping away, his future he now found in doubt, had to make sure whoever came would perish, and never walk out. He had a compound in Puntland, where arc and hostages were ......

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...The unmistakable sound of a bear crashing through undergrowth. “You are a Shawnee brave,” a voice says out of my dark space. “No I'm not,” I reply panicking “I am old and fat!” “Take up y......

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...Chief Runs with Paws was on the prowl. His trip through the alley ended in a growl. His war paints showed us he was at the ready. He held the rat’s gaze, full on and steady. Chief Runs with Paw......

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...School holidays were testing times for Mum’s with things we done, when us kids had idle time to chase the values of new fun. We’d trained our dogs, built bushland huts, chased rabbits; camped at ni......

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...I was hunting out bait for blackfish, to compliment yabbies and worms. With my tomahawk I sought a log, Rotted down now for my terms. It must be covered in moss; nearly soil in the heart, hidde......

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...Bang-bang shoot-'em-up Thousands died, violent scenes Grade-B Cowboy-and-Indian films The rage on '50's TV screens I had some dandy cowboy boots Tomahawk and Injun headdress too Several......

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...Ken Mattingly is mad about being cut from the Apollo 13 crew - now no one will see his zero-gravity backflip until a later time, by then no one will care. Tom Hank’s Luna capsule spins out of con......

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...$100 Wagyu conspicuous consumption starving children die......

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...Moccasins crunching on crusted snow, wolf-fur hood warming what I breathe, jogging with lance and tomahawk, other friends spread out, left and right. The wapiti run before us, big elk, eight o......

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...This house belonged to grandfather Rudolph, though its history goes much further back, all the way to the eighteen seventies, when to this vast land Herbert Blake did trek. It had once been a g......

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...Fierce fighting raged, but surprise was gone, the Americans rallied and pushed hard, the Indians fell back, out of the ravine, the patriots driving them that far. Hand-to-hand combat broke out ......

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...Hannah, I haven't seen or heard you cry not in the gray of winter day or in the cold silence of our prisoner nights, the others can hardly keep up with you on the marches your face is changeless ......

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...I've never seen a baby so merry as Martha... They say March newborns are bellwethers for blissful Springs Mary... Hannah, Haverhill has been a hard place to call home I'm sorry about Elizabeth's h......

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