War

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Archangel Trilogy Parts 1,2...

The War In Heaven /part 1. Avenging Archangel /part 2...

Archangel Trilogy Parts 1,2 and work in progress Armageddon part 3

On the golden fields of Heaven,
In the shade of immortal white towers.
Alongside life's clear...

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Defending America

Defending America

Once Upon A Time,
America sent a call!
Honor, duty came.

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GOING INTO BATTLE

Why men fight in war I wish I knew
In foreign lands such as Waterloo
Bloodshed and...

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Ghost Letter

Ghost Letter

On the eve of battle
a soldier wrote his love...

"If I die come morrow
please temper...

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WAR LEAVE

She held his hand tight and not letting go
Daddy will have to go soon Mummy said so
War...

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Semi-Empathetic

Kokoda Trail

Semi-Empathetic

Mechanical, rhythmic,
Fully Automatic.
Signals and synapses,
Following the static....

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Soldier’s dignity

Soldier’s dignity

The world that we knew has ended in darkness and our fear,
nothing will ever be the same as a new,...

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~ THE WARRING SEASONS ~

{Of fallen angels..}

~ THE WARRING SEASONS ~

Upon the bloodied wind, where lust doth lie
In every Winter's lullaby
Where Cain doth take...

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Millennium War

Millennium War

There are no posters pinned to walls.

No gas mask hanging by my door,
No ration book within...

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A Wednesday Morning in...

A Wednesday Morning in November

Another day, I checked the date:
It was the 11th.
Acknowledging the significance
...

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11

A remembrance poem

11th of the 11th at 11,
Silence fell across endless chaos,
Cease fire! the only thing heard...

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Lest We Forget

Lest We Forget

Poppies they grow
On row, on row
Remembering the bravery
Of those that fought long ago...

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THE DAY MISTER SHAW WENT TO...

He thought the sun was out but wasn't sure
The day Mister Shaw went to war
His friends all...

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Obsolete Oppression

Lest We Remember

Obsolete Oppression

Lest We Forget means to me,
A time long gone when we weren't free,
When politics of anxieties...

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Foreign Lands

Forgotten Hell

Foreign Lands

In a desperate battle,
He charged up the hill.
Mowed down by the gunfire,
But no rapid...

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To Die In My Arms...

To Die In My Arms...

Soil within my boots, your death took up roots, but I still remember your life,
I've had sleepless...