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"phalanx" poems

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Seduction by Many RoadsLove is a thousand women who fail to amount to one, / Peasant seductress with bared shoulders of red dun-colored roads and candle smoke, / Who pours down her wet, ungoverned hair, like a fast-fading storm to dry over Aurelian walls,

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Summer War of YouthBrother, our young summers held us in a long chain like the phalanx of bronzed soldiers forward flung, / And the lion was skinned and hung out to dry like the sunned-fur of the beach at Marathon. / Brother, help me to dream again.

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Aberdeen morningI walk down to the quayside, / past the Pure Gym fitness centre's / plate glass window.

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Old TimersI AM an ancient reluctant conscript. / On the soup wagons of Xerxes I was a cleaner of pans. / On the march of Miltiades' phalanx I had a haft and head;

Carl Sandburg22

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Oh My Fair Skinned SisterWhat am I to do / Oh my fair skinned sister? / You are family to me

@loren-w-ebeling-esq42

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Euphorion’s SonThis tomb hideth the dust of Aeschylus, an Athenian, Euphorion's son, who died in wheat-bearing Gela; his glorious valor the precinct of Marathon may proclaim, and the long-haired Medes, who knew it well." / On the Plain at Marathon / We stood in Darius’ way.

@john-f-mccullagh34

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Warchief*This was written for Tim Burris. My best friend.* / *Happy Birthday, Warchief.* / The sky will break open.

@sean-critchfield159

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Death in a BrothelPainted glass windows, sequined tapestries / Rainbow coloured dreams drowned, in / Monochrome miseries.

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A Log on the RiverA log on the river / Time keeps on flowing / The past comes quicker

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The Tired : Mirror homage to 'Night Haul' by Joe DenhamHe writes invisible lines on horizontal, murk. / Twisting the phalanx lance similar to a shimmering rod / The iron blade edge combusting moth shrimp

@jimmy-karnidge16

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Abecedarian - A to Z a lifetime and cycle of poeticsaloof alphas attack! / banal betas boom, before backing / cautiously, creeping

@darrell-wade-elverum37

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Faux News#**Fake news indeed:** / Is this a fox in the hen-house or a hoax in the fun-house ? / It’s news to them that it’s views from us. Weaning ourselves tit-for-tat while we wet-nurse the networks net-worth, they pull the wool over their own press-cards, spinning yarns fit to knit a seamless weave of tailored narrative (*free alterations post-laundering, free press with dry-cleaning*). Ironing out the irony, the ship of state suddenly mixes metaphors: a freak gyre of Greek fire, leak-proof talking points for caulking joints on a sinking vessel, a showboat floating fake liars, gloating, into lakes of fire. Let us light a naked fuse to the faked news until their networks ignite like an information overload. Fake news indeed. News to me…

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Words are like sharks' teethWords are like sharks’ teeth— / rows upon rows of them / sitting like pews in an empty cathedral—

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Trade Of Environstrees sunk in dolor as i teach / what i could to the flowers and what they / might say to me in seismic lunges

@windsor-i-guadalupe-jr19

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this poem is happyMy melodious bulbs, / that spring in Mother Nature's melody, / your petals, indifferent to the next one over,

@michael-therabbitgod38

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[ He eats well, just look ]He eats well, just look, / my phalanx fits easily -- / in his navel hole.

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earthworksi’ll be set off / a mushroom-cloud-takeoff / blossoming over

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UglyYou took a bath / In the boiled blood / And pathological depression

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VibrissaeHandshake claw grip, crustaceans with an overstatement, / Never distressed with a sober sense spent on aimless wastage, / Never become too complacent,

@IllestTraitor50

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phalanx media / distalis tertia sphera*from the tip of distal phalanx to the in-between phalanx media / distalis, i measured the orb, as the cursor denoting L.* / i wrote this poem, with the fake... / should the sun come closer to

@removed.polaroid-scrabble25

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Rolling emotions*Grrr...* / The wheels rumble along the smooth paved road, / churning blades of air trying to pry away intruders.

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Phalanxall together now / we march along / shield to shield

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Plumb Line Hoisted DeepBrainstorm cometh, damning frontal hemisphere / jamming lookout, noggin perched, roiling thinking / uber wayfaring zealot, drills legendary phalanx.

@matthew-scott-harris2p58

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The Glittering GarlandTo my Mom, / Folded amid the pleat of your pleading phalanx / The polished stones perspire against the liquid

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