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Sunday, May 15, 2011

the plastic army man samba

wind me tales
of stormy skies
filled with chaos and mayhem
gone mutant...
bedazzle my psyche with the hymns
dripping with valor
sang by men
covered in burgundy wine~
chests poked in pride
and prejudice.
i'll lend an ear
and intently surmise
while the canvas
undulates and weaves,
birthing the story
only a select few are chosen
to paint.
through the half blind madness
i hear screams,
cries,
the laughter of trigger men
gone insane.
sips from a canteen
drowned in jack
to drown out the attack.
under fire from winged demons
dropping black eggs of death.
the spray of severed digits
and squish of torn flesh...
while commanders bark
from towers of ivory,
oblivious to the living hell
that consumes.
tell me a tale
of buxom bosoms,
heaving in the cool of night
as the need to forget
rears it's toothy grin.
an angel
bought for five dollars,
tells you how handsome you are
as another waits his turn...
back to the valley
for another game of chance.
one orb was expendable,
dare you live without both?

5 comments:

  1. After a Jane Austen (and I think subtle Shakespeare) allusion, your poem takes a sharp graphic turn into the hell of war...
    "under fire from winged demons
    dropping black eggs of death.
    the spray of severed digits
    and squish of torn flesh...
    while commanders bark
    from towers of ivory,
    oblivious to the living hell"
    Great write, Wurdz. Makes the forgetting of self in booze and cheap thrills understandable.

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  2. thanx D!knew you'd get the gist of it.this was what i needed to get my lazy azz back on track!lol

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  3. wurdz...vicious write...the harsh reality of being in the front line comes full force through your words...

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  4. love your style.
    amazing piece of writing.


    check out short story slam today. hope to see your participation.

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  5. Greetings,

    How is your day?

    Please share your poetry with JP potluck today,
    Have fun!

    Love your talent, as always, appreciate your support.

    Old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are all welcome!

    xoxox

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