WAR GODDESS
WAR GODDESS
The Goddess of war makes her stand in the upper skies,
pitting man and machine in deadly battle.
Hazy colours of blue and grey make way for burning
fire and pyres of smoke.
Up here she knows no mercy as men die
in a second to please her lust for death.
No one can beat her as she is immortal and ubiquitous.
Make just one mistake and she’ll take you so that you’ll...
The Goddess of war makes her stand in the upper skies,
pitting man and machine in deadly battle.
Hazy colours of blue and grey make way for burning
fire and pyres of smoke.
Up here she knows no mercy as men die
in a second to please her lust for death.
No one can beat her as she is immortal and ubiquitous.
Make just one mistake and she’ll take you so that you’ll...
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Tuesday 27th December 2011 2:24 pm
Tags: war,goddess,sky,death,missiles
ARROMANCHES - 1994 - D-Day plus 50
The Queen attended the 50th anniversary of D-Day and took the salute at the march past.
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On the beach at Arromanches then,
Young men saw friends die;
Bracing the sands of Arromanches now,
Old men softly cry.
There, by the sea at Arromanches,
They che...
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On the beach at Arromanches then,
Young men saw friends die;
Bracing the sands of Arromanches now,
Old men softly cry.
There, by the sea at Arromanches,
They che...
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Monday 28th November 2011 2:08 pm
Tags: war,d-day
STOLEN
STOLEN[1]
He used to write to her, do his penpal letters in his spare time. Nothing special, you understand, it’s good to be friends and have fun.
Over a year’s worth of letters sent both ways, something young people do. Talking about music and films and their lives.
Out of the blue they came and took him from his homeland, to her land, but he wasn’t destined to meet her....
He used to write to her, do his penpal letters in his spare time. Nothing special, you understand, it’s good to be friends and have fun.
Over a year’s worth of letters sent both ways, something young people do. Talking about music and films and their lives.
Out of the blue they came and took him from his homeland, to her land, but he wasn’t destined to meet her....
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Monday 28th November 2011 1:16 pm
Tags: stolen,war,love,penpals,israel,lebanon,2006 war
RECRUITING SERGEANT
RECRUITING SERGEANT
C’mon lads – equal opportunities, join up for your country,
we need you to do your service. Meat grinder of death needs oiling
with your body fat and intestines.
You’ll get a medal for your success, tell your grandchildren
of your valour and heroism.
I want your blood to flow down the street,
turn it red, slippery like myself.
Don’t you think...
C’mon lads – equal opportunities, join up for your country,
we need you to do your service. Meat grinder of death needs oiling
with your body fat and intestines.
You’ll get a medal for your success, tell your grandchildren
of your valour and heroism.
I want your blood to flow down the street,
turn it red, slippery like myself.
Don’t you think...
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Wednesday 23rd November 2011 10:48 pm
Tags: war,devil,weapons,sergeant,recruited,army,death
ONE STEP AHEAD
ONE STEP AHEAD
One step ahead of Imperial Japanese forces, we were kicked out of the Dutch East Indies fleeing for our lives. We escaped in Dutch Air Service Dornier 24 flying boats and others ending up at Broome, Australia. Free for now from the marauding Jap Zero fighters, they cant catch us here! Our Dornier is about to depart to sanctuary in southern Australia, we’re in the flying b...
One step ahead of Imperial Japanese forces, we were kicked out of the Dutch East Indies fleeing for our lives. We escaped in Dutch Air Service Dornier 24 flying boats and others ending up at Broome, Australia. Free for now from the marauding Jap Zero fighters, they cant catch us here! Our Dornier is about to depart to sanctuary in southern Australia, we’re in the flying b...
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Thursday 17th November 2011 5:02 pm
Tags: war,pacific,japan,dutch east indies,loss
NORWEGIAN BATTLE
NORWEGIAN BATTLE
Dull metallic monster sitting on the bottom, forty fathoms
down, crushing weight of black water. Cold as death
and as frigid as eternity, never ending. An endless circle.
Now the battle is over, good against evil. Silent guns end
their killing, no more bomb bursts, killing shrapnel, sliced corpses.
Time has no hold here in Nature’s unforgiving dark
world, on thi...
Dull metallic monster sitting on the bottom, forty fathoms
down, crushing weight of black water. Cold as death
and as frigid as eternity, never ending. An endless circle.
Now the battle is over, good against evil. Silent guns end
their killing, no more bomb bursts, killing shrapnel, sliced corpses.
Time has no hold here in Nature’s unforgiving dark
world, on thi...
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Saturday 12th November 2011 6:29 pm
Tags: war,battle,end,halifax bomber,tirpitz,museum,fjord,raised
Why does mankind wage war and kill?
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What is the purpose, why the pain
to live in hope and die in vain?
As mourning turns love lost - to blame,
and man repeats the vengeful game.
For lessons missed in histories pay
for dogma we shall die today,
for in our words and deeds we sow
a deathly seed we do not know.
So do we tar religions door
or those who send us off to war?
Who is at fault, who did conspire
to cause such...
to live in hope and die in vain?
As mourning turns love lost - to blame,
and man repeats the vengeful game.
For lessons missed in histories pay
for dogma we shall die today,
for in our words and deeds we sow
a deathly seed we do not know.
So do we tar religions door
or those who send us off to war?
Who is at fault, who did conspire
to cause such...
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Friday 11th November 2011 1:58 am
Tags: war,remembrance
Blip Blip
by Beulah
Is is safe to surface now?
is it safe to come out?
from under the radar??
Is it safe to surface now?
Is it safe to come out?
into the light??
is it safe?
To tell the truth........
(?)...
is it safe to come out?
from under the radar??
Is it safe to surface now?
Is it safe to come out?
into the light??
is it safe?
To tell the truth........
(?)...
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Tuesday 8th November 2011 11:38 am
Tags: war,nuclear winter,safety,verse,comfort,love,freedom
THEN JUST AS NOW
THEN JUST AS NOW
And so I looked upon the holocaust after all those years and I see a world torn apart by madness.
Names of places like Auschwitz, Katyn Wood, Dresden and Hiroshima read like the list of the dead.
But that is what they are, sixty years after Mankind’s darkest hour.
Today there is a new war, on terrorism and tyranny, brush fire wars from one place to the next, burning...
And so I looked upon the holocaust after all those years and I see a world torn apart by madness.
Names of places like Auschwitz, Katyn Wood, Dresden and Hiroshima read like the list of the dead.
But that is what they are, sixty years after Mankind’s darkest hour.
Today there is a new war, on terrorism and tyranny, brush fire wars from one place to the next, burning...
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Thursday 3rd November 2011 9:17 pm
Tags: end of life,war,conflict,death
Our Children's Timeline
by Noetic-fret!
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Our Children’s Timeline
Time has meaning to everyone,
We may be nestled within our own
Quarter of the globe,
But time is everyone’s meaning
For we don’t know,
Can never grasp the sense
Of how long we each last
Upon this world.
Time, presents
Depths to write futures and
As humans we hope ascend
The days that history taught
Nothing but war, nothing
But troubles...
Time has meaning to everyone,
We may be nestled within our own
Quarter of the globe,
But time is everyone’s meaning
For we don’t know,
Can never grasp the sense
Of how long we each last
Upon this world.
Time, presents
Depths to write futures and
As humans we hope ascend
The days that history taught
Nothing but war, nothing
But troubles...
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Tuesday 25th October 2011 2:48 am
Tags: War,Children,Peace
SHE HAS THE ANSWERS
SHE HAS THE ANSWERS
It troubled her how it had come to this. She knew each detail, each action, each thought, but it still troubled her.
As she fell to her knees, her woollen skirt became sodden with freshly fallen snow. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wept for her lost love, gone forever from this strife torn world. Soon she would do the ultimate sin and follow him.
Collapsing to the...
It troubled her how it had come to this. She knew each detail, each action, each thought, but it still troubled her.
As she fell to her knees, her woollen skirt became sodden with freshly fallen snow. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wept for her lost love, gone forever from this strife torn world. Soon she would do the ultimate sin and follow him.
Collapsing to the...
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Saturday 22nd October 2011 6:43 pm
Tags: death,lost,ice,freeze,war,machine
VETERAN
VETERAN
Veteran of the ancient war, before my time, tell me, what was it like?
I see pictures in the history books, black and white photographs.
Did the enemy scream when you bayoneted them and cry for their mothers?
Did you see your mates beg for mercy as their blood ran away from shattered legs?
Now sixty years later I see you, frail and withered, lost in your memories as you wait to...
Veteran of the ancient war, before my time, tell me, what was it like?
I see pictures in the history books, black and white photographs.
Did the enemy scream when you bayoneted them and cry for their mothers?
Did you see your mates beg for mercy as their blood ran away from shattered legs?
Now sixty years later I see you, frail and withered, lost in your memories as you wait to...
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Thursday 20th October 2011 11:17 pm
Tags: veteran,war,old soldier
DESERT CLASH
DESERT CLASH
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
A flash registers a hit as a plane dies,
i...
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
A flash registers a hit as a plane dies,
i...
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Sunday 16th October 2011 6:50 pm
Tags: war,sky,death,devil,jet planes
RECRUITING SERGEANT
RECRUITING SERGEANT
C’mon lads – equal opportunities, join up for your country,
we need you to do your service. Meat grinder of death needs oiling
with your body fat and intestines.
You’ll get a medal for your success, tell your grandchildren
of your valour and heroism.
I want your blood to flow down the street,
turn it red, slippery like myself.
Don’t you think...
C’mon lads – equal opportunities, join up for your country,
we need you to do your service. Meat grinder of death needs oiling
with your body fat and intestines.
You’ll get a medal for your success, tell your grandchildren
of your valour and heroism.
I want your blood to flow down the street,
turn it red, slippery like myself.
Don’t you think...
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Tuesday 11th October 2011 2:25 pm
Tags: war,violence,death,fun,kill,satan,devil,weapons,equal opportunities
SUNSET OVER START BAY
In 1944, in a night-time rehearsal for D-Day off the Devon coast - code named "Exercise Tiger" - U.S. forces were attacked and suffered more casualties than on Utah Beach.
This poem is in memory of those lives, the loss of which was kept secret for four decades.
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Sunset slowly trims its lamp
Beyond the Start Bay Light
And...
This poem is in memory of those lives, the loss of which was kept secret for four decades.
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Sunset slowly trims its lamp
Beyond the Start Bay Light
And...
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Monday 10th October 2011 8:24 pm
Tags: war,loss
I BECOME NOTHING
I BECOME NOTHING
I ask how soon I will become nothing. When my sentiments tear me apart and bounce around my head like cannon balls from a faded war. I want to know so much more than what I’ve learnt in my forty years on this screwed up world, yes people do matter. If they didn’t, there would be no humanity, would there.
I want to go to Auschwitz and see where a million died. I...
I ask how soon I will become nothing. When my sentiments tear me apart and bounce around my head like cannon balls from a faded war. I want to know so much more than what I’ve learnt in my forty years on this screwed up world, yes people do matter. If they didn’t, there would be no humanity, would there.
I want to go to Auschwitz and see where a million died. I...
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Tuesday 4th October 2011 9:07 pm
Tags: sentiment,war,conflict,why,cost,human
VEGA
VEGA
I see what you do to your fellow man, bombing him with weapons that obliterate him and destroy all before it. No mercy at all. You get told to do, when to pull the trigger or to push the button, if you refuse then you die. Think what you do to women and kids, they can’t experience life.
Their freedom whipped away, a candle flame snuffed out. Men of other nations go to stop you, more...
I see what you do to your fellow man, bombing him with weapons that obliterate him and destroy all before it. No mercy at all. You get told to do, when to pull the trigger or to push the button, if you refuse then you die. Think what you do to women and kids, they can’t experience life.
Their freedom whipped away, a candle flame snuffed out. Men of other nations go to stop you, more...
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Thursday 22nd September 2011 11:40 pm
Tags: war,life,feelings
TRAPPED
TRAPPED
Trapped in this awful fucking life where I wanted to love but ruined the chance when I got it. I’ll never forget her but what does that matter now with defeat snapping at my heels, she fully understands the past snapping at her heels, like mine does. Her words, not mine. I surrender to the nightmare night-time dark veil of defeat and await my end. It came sooner than I thought, sw...
Trapped in this awful fucking life where I wanted to love but ruined the chance when I got it. I’ll never forget her but what does that matter now with defeat snapping at my heels, she fully understands the past snapping at her heels, like mine does. Her words, not mine. I surrender to the nightmare night-time dark veil of defeat and await my end. It came sooner than I thought, sw...
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Tuesday 20th September 2011 7:59 pm
Tags: trapped,death,ship,war,love lost
GOYA
GOYA
Goya sailing to where? And with whom aboard? So many people each with a name, an age and a story; good or bad? What events led them to be aboard the Goya that night in the Baltic? All were aware of the Russians hot on their heels, better to flee by evacuation than face the wrath of Stalingrad and revenge of Leningrad amongst others. Treat others like they treat you. It was this philosophy...
Goya sailing to where? And with whom aboard? So many people each with a name, an age and a story; good or bad? What events led them to be aboard the Goya that night in the Baltic? All were aware of the Russians hot on their heels, better to flee by evacuation than face the wrath of Stalingrad and revenge of Leningrad amongst others. Treat others like they treat you. It was this philosophy...
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Saturday 17th September 2011 4:03 pm
Tags: goya,ship,sunk,death,loss,war
FUCK UP FAIRY
FUCK UP FAIRY
What an amazing site I behold –
Confederate and Damnyankee armies locked in battle,
Pittsburgh burns and war visits everyone.
Ruined houses, burning tanks, screaming airplanes, bursting bombs.
A hand waves in death as a tank moves forward,
bloodily glued to the tracks. Cannons roar
and men in butternut defend each and every house in morbid violence.
Grey men advance a...
What an amazing site I behold –
Confederate and Damnyankee armies locked in battle,
Pittsburgh burns and war visits everyone.
Ruined houses, burning tanks, screaming airplanes, bursting bombs.
A hand waves in death as a tank moves forward,
bloodily glued to the tracks. Cannons roar
and men in butternut defend each and every house in morbid violence.
Grey men advance a...
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Friday 16th September 2011 3:44 pm
Tags: war,civil war part two,america
WAR, PEACE poem
NOW, PEACE
Peace across the skies, across the continent, for now.
Across all those people, all those faces, all those minds and lives.
Many millions died for that peace, now only fragmented memories
gone forever, forgotten by this generation but remembered by
God and Satan. All the blood has dried into the cracked earth and
the guns are silent as we trust our old enemies, no more war.
N...
Peace across the skies, across the continent, for now.
Across all those people, all those faces, all those minds and lives.
Many millions died for that peace, now only fragmented memories
gone forever, forgotten by this generation but remembered by
God and Satan. All the blood has dried into the cracked earth and
the guns are silent as we trust our old enemies, no more war.
N...
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Friday 9th September 2011 11:08 pm
Tags: war,peace,life,when
WAR poem
WAR
“Why is he not burning?”
“He will, he will, the air is too thin up here…”
Wing over broken wing, crushing g-forces stopping escape, the enemy pilot
prayed to his god but it was too late, he was already dead.
Sunlight sparkled on the spinning plane a thousand metres below.
Smaller and smaller, hard to see in the death spiral.
Will he cry for his mother...
“Why is he not burning?”
“He will, he will, the air is too thin up here…”
Wing over broken wing, crushing g-forces stopping escape, the enemy pilot
prayed to his god but it was too late, he was already dead.
Sunlight sparkled on the spinning plane a thousand metres below.
Smaller and smaller, hard to see in the death spiral.
Will he cry for his mother...
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Friday 9th September 2011 11:07 pm
Tags: war,aircraft,sky,pilots
taiwan poems
HOW WE DANCED
Around and round we danced in an exotic Asian club to pounding alternative music. Who said they couldn’t party? Like it’s their, our, last night on earth. Little did we all know that this prophecy was true? One night if fun with a Taiwanese lady, only dancing you understand. They are not like western ladies. On and on we danced feeling alive, when we kissed it was like...
Around and round we danced in an exotic Asian club to pounding alternative music. Who said they couldn’t party? Like it’s their, our, last night on earth. Little did we all know that this prophecy was true? One night if fun with a Taiwanese lady, only dancing you understand. They are not like western ladies. On and on we danced feeling alive, when we kissed it was like...
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Monday 22nd August 2011 3:27 pm
Tags: taiwan,china,war,peace,jets,love,why?
jet fighter air war over the desert
DESERT CLASH
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
A flash registers a hit as a plane dies,
i...
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
A flash registers a hit as a plane dies,
i...
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Monday 15th August 2011 5:36 pm
Tags: jet,fighter,war,desert,eagle,tigershark
STUKA POEM from the other side
STUKA
Take off is early at dawn; twilight covers our planes in gold sunlight.
We climb so slowly for the sun and its protection on our dangerous flight
to England.
Our deadly load is our bombs, we’ll kill those Tommies just like our
Fuerher says. But are we so bad?
All we do is follow our orders and do our terrible mission.
We reach our target in the morning sun, our bombs destroy i...
Take off is early at dawn; twilight covers our planes in gold sunlight.
We climb so slowly for the sun and its protection on our dangerous flight
to England.
Our deadly load is our bombs, we’ll kill those Tommies just like our
Fuerher says. But are we so bad?
All we do is follow our orders and do our terrible mission.
We reach our target in the morning sun, our bombs destroy i...
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Thursday 4th August 2011 10:25 pm
Tags: stuka,war,pilots,death,battle
Gulf War Syndrome
What happens to me, is my mind often cannot get the words down that are thought in my mind. So often I write poetry or texts, and fail to edit them. This is the second posting of this short essay. I have edited it to make better reading and understanding of this malady which is effecting over 9000 soldiers. I hope it is understood clearer now and in future, I shall try to edit the work better so t...
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Monday 1st August 2011 12:23 am
Tags: war
Think poem
THINK
Do you want to renounce violence against other people on a personal scale and on an international level, where countries are bombed and shelled? This isn't good, people are injured and die. Think what happens if I hit someone and kill him with one punch, this does happen. If a mortar falls and kills a dozen people in a busy market place.
What does it solve? Each person has...
Do you want to renounce violence against other people on a personal scale and on an international level, where countries are bombed and shelled? This isn't good, people are injured and die. Think what happens if I hit someone and kill him with one punch, this does happen. If a mortar falls and kills a dozen people in a busy market place.
What does it solve? Each person has...
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Sunday 31st July 2011 3:32 pm
Tags: think,war,death,poem
poem on a sunken ship
STEUBEN
Is it true that the Steuben was sunk in the war by the Soviets? Is it true that many thousands died?...
Is it true that the Steuben was sunk in the war by the Soviets? Is it true that many thousands died?...
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Monday 25th July 2011 3:51 pm
Tags: sunken,ship,steuben,submarine,sea,baltic,war,death,why
The Burning Books
by Antony Owen
Aryan flames awaited their authors
scaling unfolded mountains
of poets with perfect bound vertebrae.
In the fires whispering
Yiddish writhed with cuttlefish,
shoals of yellowed stars remembered them.
The library shelves were altars
where scholars thumbed spine after spine
drunk like horny graduates.
A rabbi screamed recitals with the fire,
his throat cocked with a luger
triggering...
scaling unfolded mountains
of poets with perfect bound vertebrae.
In the fires whispering
Yiddish writhed with cuttlefish,
shoals of yellowed stars remembered them.
The library shelves were altars
where scholars thumbed spine after spine
drunk like horny graduates.
A rabbi screamed recitals with the fire,
his throat cocked with a luger
triggering...
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Saturday 16th July 2011 7:03 pm
Tags: war,peace,oppression,history
Crimson Plains
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Crimson Plains
History,
Is crimson with tales of battle
Be you friend or foe,
Honours and ridicule,
Courage and cowardice,
Yet nobody mentions the detail –
All carnage of limbs ripped from a
Warriors soul.
Studio’s of money
Glorify the dead, make sentient
The brave killing a brother,
The wide angled
Lenses show the brief encounter of lovers,
But the truth in the pic...
History,
Is crimson with tales of battle
Be you friend or foe,
Honours and ridicule,
Courage and cowardice,
Yet nobody mentions the detail –
All carnage of limbs ripped from a
Warriors soul.
Studio’s of money
Glorify the dead, make sentient
The brave killing a brother,
The wide angled
Lenses show the brief encounter of lovers,
But the truth in the pic...
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Thursday 7th July 2011 4:48 am
Tags: war
-as yet untitled-
outside the window,
an ocean of poppies,
red like denial.
she watched them day-in-day-out,
from sunset to the first shards of sunlight
which crept through their stems
and reflected the underside of their petals.
from this she saw veins, a tiny network of
lines like join-up-the-dots,
a motorway map
thin like emotion.
dadd went to war and
mummy left.
poor Bessie in her night-gown,...
an ocean of poppies,
red like denial.
she watched them day-in-day-out,
from sunset to the first shards of sunlight
which crept through their stems
and reflected the underside of their petals.
from this she saw veins, a tiny network of
lines like join-up-the-dots,
a motorway map
thin like emotion.
dadd went to war and
mummy left.
poor Bessie in her night-gown,...
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Monday 27th June 2011 7:05 am
Tags: family,children,world war 2,world war two,poet,war,poetry,poem,soldiers
Hymn both Ancient and Modern
by Bill Kelly
Written on June 1st 2011 as an assignment based on the Calendar, set by John Cassidy for Bank Street Writers, Bolton.
O God of Sun, on Sunnandaeg,
I worship thee with spray -on bronze,
Because thy workload is quite big,
There’ll be a lot of wet week-ends.
God of the Moon, on Monandaeg,
I offer thee my hangover,
Last night I was a lunatic,
Oh I am deep in serious bother.
God of...
O God of Sun, on Sunnandaeg,
I worship thee with spray -on bronze,
Because thy workload is quite big,
There’ll be a lot of wet week-ends.
God of the Moon, on Monandaeg,
I offer thee my hangover,
Last night I was a lunatic,
Oh I am deep in serious bother.
God of...
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Friday 3rd June 2011 7:32 pm
Tags: Sun,moon,war,thunder,love,women,rat race
Rinse Cycle
by Hayden
Rinse Cycle
It’s all about those up-downs
In the stomach,
I did it for the hit-and-miss;
A squeeze in the gut.
That’s what it was,
Hate for love, love for hate
And all of those.
Drawing together opposites;
Sucking in at the teeth,
And raging at opposites.
Love-hate, war-peace.
War-love, hate-peace.
I fought in words, lived
In lies and tore
My heart to hide
Among...
It’s all about those up-downs
In the stomach,
I did it for the hit-and-miss;
A squeeze in the gut.
That’s what it was,
Hate for love, love for hate
And all of those.
Drawing together opposites;
Sucking in at the teeth,
And raging at opposites.
Love-hate, war-peace.
War-love, hate-peace.
I fought in words, lived
In lies and tore
My heart to hide
Among...
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Tuesday 24th May 2011 1:20 am
Tags: regret,love,hate,war,peace,attraction,medical
BRITISH SECRET HISTORY
BRITISH SECRET HISTORY
Nineteen seventy-seven,
A competition for kids on housing estates,
Beaten and battered
Singing God Save the Queen –
And lo behold – pain from the sixties crowd,
If flags are not waved for her Majesty’s Reign.
Beaten and battered and soon to be scattered,
Carrying bullets of freedom – those muskets of lame.
Nineteen – ninety,
An...
Nineteen seventy-seven,
A competition for kids on housing estates,
Beaten and battered
Singing God Save the Queen –
And lo behold – pain from the sixties crowd,
If flags are not waved for her Majesty’s Reign.
Beaten and battered and soon to be scattered,
Carrying bullets of freedom – those muskets of lame.
Nineteen – ninety,
An...
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Friday 29th April 2011 9:17 pm
Tags: war,conspiracy
Shot at Dawn
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At nineteen you were still a child
hopping off to an aggrandised war
filled with romantic and exuberant air
At nineteen you travelled over the channel
to Mons, by the Belgian border marching
there receiving the horrors of humiliated retreat
At nineteen you went missing
first in Dublin taking leave without permission
now in France an...
At nineteen you were still a child
hopping off to an aggrandised war
filled with romantic and exuberant air
At nineteen you travelled over the channel
to Mons, by the Belgian border marching
there receiving the horrors of humiliated retreat
At nineteen you went missing
first in Dublin taking leave without permission
now in France an...
Monday 25th April 2011 11:52 am
Tags: Desertion,pardon,forgiveness,Mons,Execution,WWI,War
Quick
by Hayden
A quick one...
Quick
A somnambulant wake
Of tired tights pulled
Over smooth bores,
And pleats in disarray
Far from the ironed yesterday.
Quick
A somnambulant wake
Of tired tights pulled
Over smooth bores,
And pleats in disarray
Far from the ironed yesterday.
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Sunday 24th April 2011 1:23 am
Tags: Poem,Poetry,Clothes,War,Legs
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