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Forum topicAnti-War Poetry patmac1118 years 7 months ago

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Cherry

The Tragedy of Albert E

round eyes observing so much life softly clothed So slow to talk drinking of good jewish milk, with Bread chill wind and spring grass the sun-orange cat, his whole nation just centuries from Egypt,

HappenStanzas

now and then life's fitful fever strikes me: the urge to scrawl % to savor blue sky why!, oh my ya know, i've some Stacked books but i'm not In them; supple, sable ravens build nests on the roof

"Great" Men Haikus

Shakespeare those puffy lips and mountains of witty bombast ; ' never flew first class Robert Frost his words dry, prickly oft soaked up lush, liberdad winds ; great! are his flowers Allan

"Great" Men Haikus

Shakespeare those puffy lips and mountains of witty bombast ; ' never flew first class Robert Frost his words dry, prickly oft soaked up lush, liberdad winds ; great! are his flowers Allan

the Quest for Rejoice

to mine and far sharper eyes this beautified world wears a veil stitched of pride, or lust or fruit-bearing tradition; her latest dragon has unnatural scales, blows leporous fire, and snorts the very fog of war:

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