PAR
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
22nd Feb 2024 2:28pm
Dial Portugal 1944
Under the cloak of neutrality,
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
Portugal, land of ancient navigators,
watched the world in calamity,
in the silence of their own fears.
Salazar, with his iron hand,
kept the war out the door,
but the echo of the conflict was sincere,
and in the gloom, hope was dead.
The Tagus reflected the moonlight
while spies danced in Lisbon.
War, a shadow that continues
in the story that memory sings.
Tungsten fueled the economy,
dark business in dark times.
Neutrality was a utopia
or a game between several...
#soldiers
#war
#money
#historical
#military
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
Vampires
We hear the gunfire off in the distance
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
#soldiers
#war
#death
531 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
Vampires
We hear the gunfire off in the distance
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
#soldiers
#war
#death
531 reads
5 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
22nd Feb 2022 10:50pm
Vampires
We hear the gunfire off in the distance
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
We find ourself picking up pace in that direction
No more than filth covered skeletons trekking through the jungle
War harden with dead men eyes looking for the next skirmish
We know our positions and the way that we each move
The natural predators here give us a wide girth
For they have all agreed this is man's war
They have agreed to come together as one and clean up the battlefields
But for now and from afar they watch as we kill
They don't understand it, because we are defying the...
#soldiers
#war
#death
531 reads
5 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Lineal Descent
We are our Bubbies'
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
#women
#soldiers
#spiritual
#historical
#rebellion
1032 reads
33 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Lineal Descent
We are our Bubbies'
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
#women
#soldiers
#spiritual
#historical
#rebellion
1032 reads
33 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Lineal Descent
We are our Bubbies'
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
#women
#soldiers
#spiritual
#historical
#rebellion
1032 reads
33 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Lineal Descent
We are our Bubbies'
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
#women
#soldiers
#spiritual
#historical
#rebellion
1032 reads
33 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
15th Nov 2019 2:38pm
Lineal Descent
We are our Bubbies'
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
granddaughters—
tribal survivors
Never again
will we be imprisoned—
beaten, owned, or raped
But, fight to the death
for our God-given right—
to live as women
~
#women
#soldiers
#spiritual
#historical
#rebellion
1032 reads
33 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Young Sniper Preparing
The young soldier, Pavel, reclined on his bunk, the sterile light casting a pallid glow over the cramped quarters. His mind wandered to Alexandria, his lover since high school. She had sent him an email earlier that week, her words filled with longing and assurances of love and a revealing photo. But the miles between them were vast, and the silence of the nights was louder than the sporadic thunder of distant artillery.
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
#murder
#soldiers
#war
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Young Sniper Preparing
The young soldier, Pavel, reclined on his bunk, the sterile light casting a pallid glow over the cramped quarters. His mind wandered to Alexandria, his lover since high school. She had sent him an email earlier that week, her words filled with longing and assurances of love and a revealing photo. But the miles between them were vast, and the silence of the nights was louder than the sporadic thunder of distant artillery.
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
#murder
#soldiers
#war
78 reads
0 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Young Sniper Preparing
The young soldier, Pavel, reclined on his bunk, the sterile light casting a pallid glow over the cramped quarters. His mind wandered to Alexandria, his lover since high school. She had sent him an email earlier that week, her words filled with longing and assurances of love and a revealing photo. But the miles between them were vast, and the silence of the nights was louder than the sporadic thunder of distant artillery.
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
#murder
#soldiers
#war
78 reads
0 Comments
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