War Paint Poems - Poems about War Paint

... This time, Janice is wearing a priest collar and I’m the altar. She hisses when I open my Notes app during communion, calls me a heretic for spellchecking my trauma. I tell her my whole pe......

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...I want blue war paint so my enemies will cringe it could make me fierce red if you do not have blue green if you do not have red I need to cover up this soft face so I can terrorize my enem......

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...The avalanche crashed an ax from nimbus peaks these shrouds a pall a maul splitting my shield this smur slurs my weakened war paint my skin my beat my breath my breast gray matter clouds —......

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...Bold stories mark skin Ancestral markings scream fierce Warriors inside ......

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... Like A Thousand Fires I Blaze Inwards and Radiate in a Solar Explosion of Light. I AM The Sun Up High, Scintillating like Stardust in the Night Sky. My Eyes gleam like Sapphire, my Heart pul......

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...If only Eve hadn’t met Adam And angry Hitler had met Freuid If Stanley never met Ollie And David Gilmore had never been in Pink Floyd Shakespeare had run out of ink and quill for a pen Mother Hu......

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... Charging through the Mystical Chords Of Time The March Of The Light Horseman On The Frontlines. War Paint on my Soul, I AM a Warrior Armorial, I Gleam like a Super Light Soldier Coursing ......

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...The loudest, fiercest fighter brave Amidst a sea of coward men I wear my war paint bound to save The underdog that might have been Or sometimes quiet as the night Entangled, buried, rooted de......

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...The woman who stands before you, She sheds her armor, To shall her honesty, The truthfulness of her heart. Her pure of heart. She takes charge. She never backs down. She let's them see exactly......

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... "5" benevolence and favour seemed to be absent in the world grace, a name whispered before a meal shared 5 fingers on each hand steeples, hiding people g......

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...Messy hair, flashing eyes over emotional battle cries; Sadistic screams startling spectators, war paint like a gladiator; Ferocity in the veins of a warrior Perfect storm, beautiful disaster.......

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... "Seeds" Blue reaches reflections touching ripples tears in time ephemeral caresses fragrant Green my canopy opens the light inside me cracked eggshell golde......

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...we are puppets and we are paintings of puppets past historic yet breathing living but not alive we are dancing upon your no mans land and we are spinning to the melody of the tears our mo......

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...ILLUSION OF THE HALF NAKED TIGER The fiery furious big cat unchained: "I can't change even if I change I'm unchanged", Striped with fur even if I forsook my identity, Saffron-faced riding in it......

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...We kids from the fifties were always dressed as cowboys or cowgirls. Our TV shows in black and white included guns, bullets and horses. The men were the shooters, the women helpless, Indians died a......

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