Heroic Poems
#heroic
Heroic poems, bold and dramatic poetry about a hero or heroine, brave and determined. Heroic poetry and stories with characters we can admire.
michaelslove2
Poem Published
12th Jan 2024 8:06am
12th Jan 2024 8:06am
The Champion
The Champion
Through the cold, dark nights of many moons.
Through the days of the harsh, angry sun
he travels the lands where he is needed
to face the horrors from which others run.
He has faced demons,
slain monsters,
dragons and giants
bringing the innocent such pain, often death.
His mission, the champion to all in need of his aid
shall he provide until his very last breath.
Oh the princesses he has loved throughout all of his trials!
The damsels he has rescued as he has traveled these ways.
But...
Through the cold, dark nights of many moons.
Through the days of the harsh, angry sun
he travels the lands where he is needed
to face the horrors from which others run.
He has faced demons,
slain monsters,
dragons and giants
bringing the innocent such pain, often death.
His mission, the champion to all in need of his aid
shall he provide until his very last breath.
Oh the princesses he has loved throughout all of his trials!
The damsels he has rescued as he has traveled these ways.
But...
#sadness
#mythology
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 5:58pm
8th Jan 2024 5:58pm
Under den Linden
Unter den Linden
I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses,
I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time, I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so, but when the Brits and the Americans came, my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that
had survived the war but...
I have a soft spot for the German language
when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses,
I think they were Belgian draft horses)
Since I was 5 years old at the time, I reserve the right to be wrong
My mother said I could speak a little German
I don't think so, but when the Brits and the Americans came, my few words of German were too soon forgotten.
In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that
had survived the war but...
#teens
#transgender
#heroic
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Sexyseaschelle
Poem Published
6th Jan 2024 6:00am
6th Jan 2024 6:00am
My sexy, friend, cowboy. Part ???
Thank you Wes !!
For coming thru for me last night.
I needed help and you came to my rescue.
I guess we're just friends now and ill take that.
I called you and needed help and you didn't hesitate to come thru.
It was great to see you.
You said I was one of the strongest willed women you ever met.
My dad said that once so it touched me.
I still love you but im glad we're still friends.
My sexy cowboy and true friend!
I still am amazed and still wonder was I dreaming but it was not an erotic encounter. Just a friend.... and I needed...
For coming thru for me last night.
I needed help and you came to my rescue.
I guess we're just friends now and ill take that.
I called you and needed help and you didn't hesitate to come thru.
It was great to see you.
You said I was one of the strongest willed women you ever met.
My dad said that once so it touched me.
I still love you but im glad we're still friends.
My sexy cowboy and true friend!
I still am amazed and still wonder was I dreaming but it was not an erotic encounter. Just a friend.... and I needed...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 6:25pm
1st Jan 2024 6:25pm
January««thought
A January Thought
Not being happy with planet Earth, we wonder if there
on other galaxies so far away that even Elon Musk
can bring us there; should we, on a day like this first of January, find the mystic planet we may find, to our surprise, it is just like ours, where people fight wars about what belongs to whom! We could have saved
the expenses and set about repairing the damage disbanding armies, will be hard surplus national pride must be dealt with still, I don't think smaller nations
should disband, before the USA and China do
Why not Russia?...
Not being happy with planet Earth, we wonder if there
on other galaxies so far away that even Elon Musk
can bring us there; should we, on a day like this first of January, find the mystic planet we may find, to our surprise, it is just like ours, where people fight wars about what belongs to whom! We could have saved
the expenses and set about repairing the damage disbanding armies, will be hard surplus national pride must be dealt with still, I don't think smaller nations
should disband, before the USA and China do
Why not Russia?...
#teens
#BestFriend
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
1st Jan 2024 1:58pm
1st Jan 2024 1:58pm
new year many times
New Year many times
This afternoon, I have watched many new years all over the world, in Australia, New Zealand, and other nations
it is all the same as a fireworks display (the Saudis has
the best and longest one)
I have, minutes ago, seen from the terrace the sky is afire happy fireworks, and I hear the jubilation
Sometimes, we have to enjoy the moment, in Cascais
the sky looks splendid, and this is not the time
to say the moment spent on this frivolity could have been better spent on the poor
The TV camera is out taking picture of the...
This afternoon, I have watched many new years all over the world, in Australia, New Zealand, and other nations
it is all the same as a fireworks display (the Saudis has
the best and longest one)
I have, minutes ago, seen from the terrace the sky is afire happy fireworks, and I hear the jubilation
Sometimes, we have to enjoy the moment, in Cascais
the sky looks splendid, and this is not the time
to say the moment spent on this frivolity could have been better spent on the poor
The TV camera is out taking picture of the...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Dec 2023 10:10am
15th Dec 2023 10:10am
a land of honey'
The land of honey?
Most Americans I know of are writers and artists
who sees when a crime has been committed
alas, the US government and its politicians are held
in the grasp of the Zionist who has thoroughly
corrupted most of those who carry a big responsibility
for world peace, fail to do so.
I love America, but my love affair with this great land has taken many knocks and led astray by enemies within its border who have, because of US generosity, been able to grab the political power and rule America
to the mire that the Middle East has...
Most Americans I know of are writers and artists
who sees when a crime has been committed
alas, the US government and its politicians are held
in the grasp of the Zionist who has thoroughly
corrupted most of those who carry a big responsibility
for world peace, fail to do so.
I love America, but my love affair with this great land has taken many knocks and led astray by enemies within its border who have, because of US generosity, been able to grab the political power and rule America
to the mire that the Middle East has...
#courage
#honesty
#LifeGoals
#heroic
#morality
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bowieboii
Poem Published
17th Nov 2023 2:54am
17th Nov 2023 2:54am
Intrepid Traveler
Oh, you poor intrepid traveler
If only you knew, we're all cheering for you
Because we're all in the know
Except for you; no, you don't have a clue
Your journey entertains
From which you can't refrain, oh no
It's the same old story again and again
Oh, you poor intrepid traveler
If only you knew, we all walk in your shoes
From the comfort of our home
We all watch everything you do
The movie entertains
But we can feel your pain, oh boy
As you’re bound to live it unto no end
Oh, you poor intrepid...
If only you knew, we're all cheering for you
Because we're all in the know
Except for you; no, you don't have a clue
Your journey entertains
From which you can't refrain, oh no
It's the same old story again and again
Oh, you poor intrepid traveler
If only you knew, we all walk in your shoes
From the comfort of our home
We all watch everything you do
The movie entertains
But we can feel your pain, oh boy
As you’re bound to live it unto no end
Oh, you poor intrepid...
#courage
#redemption
#philosophical
#heroic
#PersonalGrowth
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Poetryman
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
9th Oct 2023 1:11am
Superheroine
The brushed on mask is a metaphor she wore
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
But she can't hide from my eyes anymore
Her elegant cape is merely a sylish cloak
As the artist within is naturally baroque
Magically she heals my wounded heart
With poetic spills pouring out of her art
Her power arose from a skill to impart
Salacious flows streaming from her amorous heart
She maintains a sky of excellence
Finishing first in each test of endurance
Rising to limitless humbling conquests
Running down all my intellectual protests
My caving resistance is effortlessly...
#love
#heroin
#admiration
#heroic
#passion
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Sep 2023 5:06pm
26th Sep 2023 5:06pm
the lady who clean the dead
The lady who cleans the dead
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
The woman who washed and dressed the body of my wife´s brother came for a visit and to get paid for her service
I noticed the nails of her hands were manicured pink
did she in her daily work touch more dead bodies daily than live ones? She looked beach clean, bet she used gloves when eating lunch.
I made ill at ease, studying her like she was an alien, deeply tanned, this was understandable spending so much time in a cellar full of corpses.
Why had she chosen this profession, perhaps she had studied to be a doctor and failed.
A...
#BestFriend
#humankind
#heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Sep 2023 3:35pm
24th Sep 2023 3:35pm
near the docks
Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is
lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window ledges.
Sometimes when several street merges, the open space is called a plaza, where fruit seller, tobacconist, and cafe where men sit and smoke, drink red wine, and argue
about politics, in a gruff manner.
When the crew on his ship took a taxi up to Gramsci Street to seek the bright light, he walked to his cafe, lit a cigarette drank good wine, ate bologna or ricotta or...
lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window ledges.
Sometimes when several street merges, the open space is called a plaza, where fruit seller, tobacconist, and cafe where men sit and smoke, drink red wine, and argue
about politics, in a gruff manner.
When the crew on his ship took a taxi up to Gramsci Street to seek the bright light, he walked to his cafe, lit a cigarette drank good wine, ate bologna or ricotta or...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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oskar
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2023 5:38pm
22nd Sep 2023 5:38pm
posters
Wall posters
There is in a town, not far from here, a house with a tall wall a solid protector from prying eyes, the house has shuttered windows, which makes it a Mediterranean dwelling
The wall is a perfect place to put up posters of coming
attraction, when the stout opera lady is singing at the people's hall or when the circus is coming to town
Posters of different colors tell of a future promise that has come and gone.
There is a square with a cafe with tables and chairs that serves home-cooked meals at lunch, simple food with
tomato salad and wine...
There is in a town, not far from here, a house with a tall wall a solid protector from prying eyes, the house has shuttered windows, which makes it a Mediterranean dwelling
The wall is a perfect place to put up posters of coming
attraction, when the stout opera lady is singing at the people's hall or when the circus is coming to town
Posters of different colors tell of a future promise that has come and gone.
There is a square with a cafe with tables and chairs that serves home-cooked meals at lunch, simple food with
tomato salad and wine...
#children
#BestFriend
#humankind #heroic
#humankind #heroic
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Alviola
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 6:07pm
19th Sep 2023 6:07pm
Molave's Secret
Molave flows into hammers then hands
and shoulders of bridges and railroad ties,
a hardwood chosen for forever.
Light gold in interlocking stripes swarming
the expanse of beds and dining tables,
around torsos of heavy furniture
but it shivers when the day changes,
complains with loud reports --barks!
plate tectonics in timber stirring me
in the dark, insinuating into dreams,
in sleep already distressed, like gunshots
in the night but inside the bedroom.
...
and shoulders of bridges and railroad ties,
a hardwood chosen for forever.
Light gold in interlocking stripes swarming
the expanse of beds and dining tables,
around torsos of heavy furniture
but it shivers when the day changes,
complains with loud reports --barks!
plate tectonics in timber stirring me
in the dark, insinuating into dreams,
in sleep already distressed, like gunshots
in the night but inside the bedroom.
...
#disappointment
#heroic
#fear #vulnerability
#fear #vulnerability
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