sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
1st Nov 2024 1:41pm
1st Nov 2024 1:41pm
Letting The Mind Go
To the fallen who lost the battle with or within.
I know it best because the battle never ends.
From the overdoses and the suicides.
To the ones who could not care to even try.
There are those of us who sit alone and cry.
Confused how we made it while others died.
Those who struggle with haven taken lives.
And others who lost their cheating wives.
There's a lot to learn after a war.
Like how to move on and live some more.
I know it best because the battle never ends.
From the overdoses and the suicides.
To the ones who could not care to even try.
There are those of us who sit alone and cry.
Confused how we made it while others died.
Those who struggle with haven taken lives.
And others who lost their cheating wives.
There's a lot to learn after a war.
Like how to move on and live some more.
#military
#PersonalGrowth
#soldiers #war
#soldiers #war
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:42pm
31st Oct 2024 6:42pm
Teufel Hunden
The metals on my chest proudly displayed, for the Marines who could not be here today.
The red stripe down my leg strutted with honor, for the leadership that I led that did not falter.
Dress blues and white hats, gold belt buckles and pressed pants.
Like Cinderella, we Marines also have a ball, on November 10 to remember when we were all called.
Happy Marine Corps Birthday to every Devil Dog.
Semper Fidelis, to those who died but still stand tall.
The red stripe down my leg strutted with honor, for the leadership that I led that did not falter.
Dress blues and white hats, gold belt buckles and pressed pants.
Like Cinderella, we Marines also have a ball, on November 10 to remember when we were all called.
Happy Marine Corps Birthday to every Devil Dog.
Semper Fidelis, to those who died but still stand tall.
#military
#soldiers
#support
#war
#love
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sgtvasquezg
G. Vasquez
G. Vasquez
Poem Published
31st Oct 2024 6:27am
31st Oct 2024 6:27am
War O.I.F.
Sorry there is no love poem today, just a mind on replay.
Like the first day in Iraq thinking will I ever make it back.
Continuous mortar attacks and walking in the pitch black.
Marines singing cadences as we ran in packs.
The weight of my rifle and my lips feeling chapped.
Waking up to explosions then rolling over not to miss a wink.
130 degree days then at night the freeze biting at my feet.
MREs to eat and hot water bottles to drink.
Remembering the sound of helicopter blades chopping the air.
Wondering how in the hell did I make it out of there
Like the first day in Iraq thinking will I ever make it back.
Continuous mortar attacks and walking in the pitch black.
Marines singing cadences as we ran in packs.
The weight of my rifle and my lips feeling chapped.
Waking up to explosions then rolling over not to miss a wink.
130 degree days then at night the freeze biting at my feet.
MREs to eat and hot water bottles to drink.
Remembering the sound of helicopter blades chopping the air.
Wondering how in the hell did I make it out of there
#military
#soldiers
#war
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oldmanG
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 12:25pm
26th Oct 2024 12:25pm
Da Bomb
Black hole in the bomb
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
Oppy in Los Alomos
New Mexico dessert
Fusion atomic bomb
Witch hunt McCarthy era
Japanese children with no skin
Such knowledge I can’t imagine
Einstein’s Teacher
Drop the bomb
Cities explode
Made the bomb to beat Hitler
So now he’s dead in a bunker
All this work I want to see
Here goes Hiroshima in a mushroom
Could have dropped it on Japan Bay
But I want to see destruction of humans
And buildings layed flat to the ground
Fireworks on...
#death
#suffering
#war
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LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
24th Oct 2024 11:43pm
24th Oct 2024 11:43pm
The Dancer
Once upon a time on a planet that was mostly harmless and sometimes blue, there was a dancer. She had been a dancer since a tiny sprout with limbs that fluttered in the breeze of life and love. Her feet had learned the alphabet of steps before her mouth mastered the language of her people. She lived, oh how she lived, every moment of her life in the moment, celebrating her body and the poetry of movement that was her birthright and her voice.
Her dance was a prayer, an act of love, a rebellion against the stillness of death that loomed like a shadow over portions of the world. She...
Her dance was a prayer, an act of love, a rebellion against the stillness of death that loomed like a shadow over portions of the world. She...
#beauty
#dance
#death #war
#death #war
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2024 2:34pm
22nd Oct 2024 2:34pm
Killing Stroke
In yon pale moon’s bewitching light
The noble blade is swift outborne
A silver flash through starless night
The herald of the fatal morn
Yon longsword sweeps with fairest grace
A serpent’s hiss through shadowed air
Cold steel doth kiss the foe’s pale face
And death’s soft whisper lingers there
The knight, unbowed, in gallant form
Doth strike as wind through autumn leaves
No brutish blow, but tempered storm
A stroke the weeping soul deceives
Yon killing sweep, so artful, pure
A dance of flesh, of blood, of bone ...
The noble blade is swift outborne
A silver flash through starless night
The herald of the fatal morn
Yon longsword sweeps with fairest grace
A serpent’s hiss through shadowed air
Cold steel doth kiss the foe’s pale face
And death’s soft whisper lingers there
The knight, unbowed, in gallant form
Doth strike as wind through autumn leaves
No brutish blow, but tempered storm
A stroke the weeping soul deceives
Yon killing sweep, so artful, pure
A dance of flesh, of blood, of bone ...
#death
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#war
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oldmanG
Poem Published
21st Oct 2024 5:17am
21st Oct 2024 5:17am
Pulling PBS
Pulling PBS
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Clouds form and lightning strikes
Tornado starts funneling
10 minutes from my house
See trouble on the edge
Sit down turn the TV on
Hoping to find information
Put the channel of storm warnings on
And Amber alerts
Find just bars saying it’s not here
My so called leader of my state
Decided to cut funding for PBS
Trying to fight fake culture wars
Says their grooming our children
Looking for my ruby red shoes
To click my heels...
Somewhere in Oklahoma
Clouds form and lightning strikes
Tornado starts funneling
10 minutes from my house
See trouble on the edge
Sit down turn the TV on
Hoping to find information
Put the channel of storm warnings on
And Amber alerts
Find just bars saying it’s not here
My so called leader of my state
Decided to cut funding for PBS
Trying to fight fake culture wars
Says their grooming our children
Looking for my ruby red shoes
To click my heels...
#apocalypse
#culture
#environment #war
#environment #war
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2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 2:35pm
13th Oct 2024 2:35pm
October Poems 2024 >> when hunger no longer finds pity
October Poems 2024
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 13
when hunger no longer finds pity
my bongo plays Congo,
Palestine is all mine:
the war is a scar, singular
to people whose feeble
outcrying, while dying,
touches earth's perpendicular.
when hunger no longer
finds pity, the city,
of cruelty, fashions a feast;
when borders, by orders,
jab braces in faces,
what little is left for the least!
young babies with rabies,
hounded and...
A poem for each day of the month in which I was born
October 13
when hunger no longer finds pity
my bongo plays Congo,
Palestine is all mine:
the war is a scar, singular
to people whose feeble
outcrying, while dying,
touches earth's perpendicular.
when hunger no longer
finds pity, the city,
of cruelty, fashions a feast;
when borders, by orders,
jab braces in faces,
what little is left for the least!
young babies with rabies,
hounded and...
#birthday
#children
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
#war
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Oct 2024 4:26am
13th Oct 2024 4:26am
Attributes of Mars Incarnate
Valor
The first of virtues, bright as flame
A spirit born to carve a name
Through battles fierce and trials dire
Valor stands, a golden fire
It knows no fear, it bends no knee
For in its heart, the soul is free
A crown of light upon the brow
The warrior’s pledge, the sacred vow
Fury
A tempest wild, the god’s own breath
The storm that shakes the walls of death
Fury rages, swift and true
Its fire is blood, its lightnings flew
Yet in its heart, the truth concealed
That through destruction, strength is healed
A...
The first of virtues, bright as flame
A spirit born to carve a name
Through battles fierce and trials dire
Valor stands, a golden fire
It knows no fear, it bends no knee
For in its heart, the soul is free
A crown of light upon the brow
The warrior’s pledge, the sacred vow
Fury
A tempest wild, the god’s own breath
The storm that shakes the walls of death
Fury rages, swift and true
Its fire is blood, its lightnings flew
Yet in its heart, the truth concealed
That through destruction, strength is healed
A...
#emotions
#military
#rhyming
#tradition
#war
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I_was_rare_once
RareFaction
RareFaction
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 5:13am
10th Oct 2024 5:13am
More...interesting
This is no tragic path to stardom.
It's sad to see a fellow seer be swallowed in the sea of hollowed sears.
We are no longer what was once expected.
Fool me twice.
Fool me once.
I don't think you realize
Not fooling around with no Fool.
Not being allowed to make the rules.
Take a step back,
That would be wise.
I can tell you where you will die.
Don't come running expecting the answers when you cross us we spread something much deadlier then cancer.
It's not your time.
Why aren't you waiting?
Just let me guess you wanna...
It's sad to see a fellow seer be swallowed in the sea of hollowed sears.
We are no longer what was once expected.
Fool me twice.
Fool me once.
I don't think you realize
Not fooling around with no Fool.
Not being allowed to make the rules.
Take a step back,
That would be wise.
I can tell you where you will die.
Don't come running expecting the answers when you cross us we spread something much deadlier then cancer.
It's not your time.
Why aren't you waiting?
Just let me guess you wanna...
#friendship
#revenge
#war
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th Oct 2024 2:09am
9th Oct 2024 2:09am
Surrender Monkeys
Just give the Russians what they want
the MAGA pinheads say
as they view Europe's eastern front
in violent decay.
No doubt space lasers are involved
and control the weather
whenever hot air has revolved
when they get together.
It's a fascist on fascist fight
so Imperialist
somehow giving Putin the right
to raise the winning fist.
Except that every cooler head
amid all the alarm
will be the ones who stop the spread
of Europe from more harm.
They fret too much about the nukes ...
the MAGA pinheads say
as they view Europe's eastern front
in violent decay.
No doubt space lasers are involved
and control the weather
whenever hot air has revolved
when they get together.
It's a fascist on fascist fight
so Imperialist
somehow giving Putin the right
to raise the winning fist.
Except that every cooler head
amid all the alarm
will be the ones who stop the spread
of Europe from more harm.
They fret too much about the nukes ...
#corruption
#deception
#HumanRights
#MentalHealth
#war
167 reads
8 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 11:31pm
8th Oct 2024 11:31pm
The Dragon's War
Come seek your blessing in the purified water
Don your armour for war is upon us
Embrace the true gift and wisdom of the Father
For we’re off to battle against the absence of love.
An eternal conflict that’ll end in victory
For the holy forces of divinity
And we shall liberate his chosen children
By granting them the true vision.
The fallen ones will curse and cry
A symphony of yelps, howls and roars
They’re damned to hell though they wish to fly
We fight the dragon’s war.
Don your armour for war is upon us
Embrace the true gift and wisdom of the Father
For we’re off to battle against the absence of love.
An eternal conflict that’ll end in victory
For the holy forces of divinity
And we shall liberate his chosen children
By granting them the true vision.
The fallen ones will curse and cry
A symphony of yelps, howls and roars
They’re damned to hell though they wish to fly
We fight the dragon’s war.
#courage
#dragons
#rhyming
#war
#spiritual
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DU Poetry : Poems About War Seeking Honest Critique
