War Villanelle Poems

An arrow shot past my head, 

Punctured nothing resting inside. 

It took another one instead. 

 

I shrink as their land spreads, 

A heavy scar...

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The shots ring out,
The soldiers drop,
Comrades shout,

The soldiers are filled with doubt,
As they splash through the slop,
The shots ring out,

The blood shall spout,
The bodies flop,
Comrades...

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It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
It might be Putin, or it might be not
How many Putins are there anyway?

That's not his chin. It...

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If I had a dying wish
Your pain would exist no more
All the agony would ease, diminish 


The withdrawals would quickly finish
Hoping you'll remember what you...

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Drizzling, dazzling
splinters of diamond
          Shards of crystal
or  liquidized glass!
      Transparent drops
from a translucent sky. 

       Ooh, that lucid lustre:
No wonder they say,
there's something sexy about...

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Sailing atop waves, this life in full bloom,
Upon the shoreline, the lighthouse forewarns,
Darkened clouds hover, the impending doom.

Waves still like mirror, glass shimmering womb,
Life in...

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What she might have been was hidden
Beneath self-destruction and depression
Despair so black it silenced light, war-ridden

Life without purpose, true love forbidden
Leaving darkest doubt lost in...

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They visit now, where once men fought,
heads bowed in silence, and yet still,
no lesson learned from what was taught.

The trenches, ground, where carnage wrought;
fields in...

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Host of heaven, be in war; rescue my peace, please!
Look at the map, locate the field and battle on...
Till my all is free from the...

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Why do I survive in a world so cruel?
I'd like a life without war.
Why should I remain a fool?

Why should I obey the rule?
I'd like...

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It seems I can’t escape this plot, this telling of the tell;
a mandatory element is a first-person write.
Just don’t make me the villain of this...

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“If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate...

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The world is watching with bated breath,
   while an unforsaken slaughter takes place.
   A man with no soul, an angel of...

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Contest Name: AN ORIGINAL VILLANELLE CONTEST.
Sponsor: L MILTON HANKINS.
Written on : 02/03/2022

Walking on a lane, and I see you, 
You are so beautiful, as a...

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How can the world hold all this pain,
the vile hurt done to another;
what does mankind expect to gain?

Person to person, just like Cain
who murdered his...

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