The Young British Soldier (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
When the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East 'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast, ...
Poems about bullets (31 Poems)
The Rhyme of the Three Sealers (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
The ‘eathen (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
The 'eathen in 'is blindness bows down to wood an' stone; 'E don't obey no orders unless they is 'is ...
Boots (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
We're foot--slog--slog--slog--sloggin' over Africa -- Foot--foot--foot--foot--sloggin' over Africa -- (Boots--boots--boots--boots--movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war! ...
Gunga Din (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere, An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot ...
Love The Wild Swan (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
"I hate my verses, every line, every word. Oh pale and brittle pencils ever to try One grass-blade's curve, or ...
The Epic Stars (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The heroic stars spending themselves, Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle, They must burn out at ...
How To Paint A Water Lily (Ted Hughes Poem)
To Paint a Water Lily A green level of lily leaves Roofs the pond's chamber and paves The flies' furious ...
Lovesong (Ted Hughes Poem)
He loved her and she loved him His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to He ...
the man the gun and the dog (Rg Gregory Poem)
yesterday the man was pleased the sun sat in the tree and all upon the land held to the harmony ...
ulster (Rg Gregory Poem)
fancy shooting a man dead for an old label but think if there weren't any old labels nobody would ever ...
This country nurtured hope… (Godfrey Mutiso Gorry Poem)
This country nurtured hope decayed, The politician cruises on a 4WD guzzler, The thief. Feeling the base of his belly. ...
Tears of the People (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
More than metaphorical The tyrant firing on the people rubber bullets, ammunition tear gas on his people Coming from prayers ...
When the mosques empty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What will happen this Friday in that land when the mosques empty the people done with their prayers will the ...
To Fight for Their Freedoms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The sons and daughters parents and others standing together to fight for their freedom Facing the tyrants their power, their ...
Thanks (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
For listening, for hearing me Prodding to balance the hurt And the need to be on my game In the ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
Marksman Sam (Marriott Edgar Poem)
When Sam Small joined the regiment, 'E were no' but a raw recruit, And they marched 'im away one wint'ry ...
The Sudden Light And The Trees (Stephen Dunn Poem)
My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog and wife beater. In bad dreams I killed him and once, ...
War-Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Break off! Dance no more! Danger is at the door. Music is in arms. To signal war's alarms. Hark, a ...
The Dissolution (John Donne Poem)
She's dead; and all which die To their first elements resolve; And we were mutual elements to us, And made ...
When I was small, a Woman died — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
When I was small, a Woman died -- Today -- her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac -- His ...
Who never lost, are unprepared (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Who never lost, are unprepared A Coronet to find! Who never thirsted Flagons, and Cooling Tamarind! Who never climbed the ...
Death Fugue (Paul Celan Poem)
Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it ...
He Said To (Marvin Bell Poem)
crawl toward the machine guns except to freeze for explosions and flares. It was still ninety degrees at night in ...
The Twelve (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
III Our sons have gone to serve the Reds to serve the Reds to risk their heads! O bitter,bitter pain, ...
The Hippopotamus (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
I shoot the Hippopotamus With bullets made of platinum, Because if I use leaden ones His hide is sure to ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Backdropp Addresses Cowboy (Margaret Atwood Poem)
Starspangled cowboy sauntering out of the almost- silly West, on your face a porcelain grin, tugging a papier-mache cactus on ...
468. Song-On the Seas and far away (Robert Burns Poems)
HOW can my poor heart be glad, When absent from my sailor lad; How can I the thought forego- He's ...