Trench Poems - Poems about Trench

Brutal trench battle I am only 18, a young yearning lad In battle I killed a man today, bashful does that make me lawfully bad Now living day to day, guilt-ridden and far from being gay Over the trench, not one hurried soul will less haphazardly reach a finish line I wish it were me to just jadedly enjoy my...

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A lot of body shifts by an inch, While vengeful killer teeth they clench: A prosecutor is addressing The Bench, Concerning dastardly murder of a wench By a whisky-soaked German French Whom he’s sure could also in Vodka drench! Shovel handy they could dig The Quickest Trench And from Prosecutor A Talkative life wrench, His tongue-less corpse for A Disgracing Stench … And maximally...

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This article is about the underground lyricist and outlaw musician. For other uses, see Zoltan Goliath, Brent Scorn, Lydia Fox, C. Günter Marrow, Elzbieta Bienga (disambiguation). Otis (Trench Mouth) Trench was born with pneumonia in a black-rain steel town in Third World, Pennsylvania. He was not expected to survive and received Last Rites. His unction was...

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A giant crystalline hole of deep ocean water. Adventure for swimmers and divers brave ! ___________________ July 5, 2021 Poetry/Verse/Crystal Ocean Trench Copyright Protected, ID 07-1369-058-05 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France (Inspiration, Image #4 - 7 lines and 14 words) Written for the Standard contest, Picture This 2 sponsor, Joseph May Second Place...

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The gray envelops And swallows whole. The teeth are in the skull And if they ever come out, They are chewed up....

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I enter the school with big wide eyes – shining bright! Oops! My heart jumping with joy at my best friend’s sight. Here, I begin my flight. The prayer begins, it’s a quirky quiet. We may try hard but eyes know their right! As ma’am passes by, we begin the naughty ride. We twist, we turn, we dance. When ma’am catches us,...

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We've dug down deep. We've dug our trench. This smell of death We wish to quench. The mortars fall on muddy field. The bodies mount in no mans land. The enemies fight neither wish to yield. For freedom we wish to stand. The rats they feed on the rotting flesh. On friends that have fallen. They felt the reapers caress. This trench is evil It's a living...

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Argh resolution between self and eldest dear daughter more remote, now then locating a left handed monkey wrench, cuz she feels this papa did deliberate smote her upside the head, knocking Eden Liat stone cold ...

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Old men sit on city benches, Young girls pass, ALL future wenches, Bought and sold, wrapped up like candy Human slaves to feelings randy, Seniors find their skin's now forest, Sunshine's grown a Mormon chorus. Churches members? Cut Black faces, Uptight segregate by races. "Black and White?" Such simple answer! Too bad it's just one more cancer! Colors merged (like rainbows bending)? Rich and poor must...

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For we stood For we stood out there On a field in France Staring straight at death in its lair Gun in hand, battle stare For we fought Man on man Bayonet or bullet, hand to hand For we screamed and we cried Friends are dead; biding time! For we thought in muddy trench Loves we’d had, memories bend! So I survived something you’ll never see Cries in...

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Mariana's Trench what a shock to find beauty where none can see it ------ 12th February, 2016 Contest ~ Haiku 102 Sponsor ~ Nathan D...

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TRENCH CURSE 1918 BY JOHN M. ARRIBAS Patriotic songs give us reason to cheer Except when “ over there” becomes over here Mounting casualties are easy to explain Men on foot crossing open terrain Synchronized whistles signal the attack Rise out of the trenches don’t look back Charge across no mans land search for the foe Step over the wounded and lifeless lying below Leap...

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I WAS PURSUING A CAREER IN DENTAL AND ORAL SURGERY NEVER THOUGHT THE WAR WOULD LEAVE A FATAL MARK ON ME THE SECOND YEAR OF STUDY CONSISTED OF FIELD REVIEWS OF THE DENTAL CONDITIONS OF BATTLE FIELD CREWS THREE OF US BOARDED A BUS AND HEADED TO THE ATTRITION WE HAD TO WAIT FOR DARKNESS TO COVER...

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I have to wear a trench coat To cover suit and tie I hate that green old trench coat I really cannot lie. I hate the way it bags and sags And flips and flaps around The way the belt comes loose And drags along the ground That stupid belt just won’t stay put No matter how it’s tied It slips and snakes and sticks...

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the reasoning the fishing in the trenches beyond tire swings and monkey wrenches follies crawl behind the hanging logos of unseen filth across 124th street tassels dangled above an oasis of fine dining and soiled linen over the board rooms covered in a mesh of purple mustard beckoning ancient aura solid creed coming throughout hidden rivalry...

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