a poem on love/army life/betrayal...

Colombian Army Life

She destroyed on purpose

All that was special between them

This was to be free of him

For she always knew best

Being a Colombian army officer

 

Able to handle people

This included her boyfriend

Of two and a half years

The death of her president

Had a lot to do with it

 

Grief consuming her

As did her troops and countrymen

She started to think of the times

She spent with her partner

When she could’ve been on manoeuvers

 

With her soldiers and not him

So she ended it abruptly

There is no going back

Replacing his times with them

Or him accepting her back

 

She utterly ruined what existed

He still loved her very deeply

But his rule of not going back with an ex

They agreed to be comrades

But that wasn’t working

 

He called up for orders

To see how she was

She was furious as was her comrades

He was told never ever go back

 

And left immediately

That was that

And soldiers in arms

Or does he join FARC?

 

 

 

 

 

juniper's daughter stories

 

Not Now

As women went she was only average being small not tall and quite plump now slim. She was quite pretty with a dimple nose and an upper lip that turned up when she was funny or mad. She was a supervisor on Moon Outpost 3. In time she wanted a transfer to Mars Station Alpha. Here she planned to run the weapons school and factory. Her boobs were well rounded from giving three offspring just like her hips. She wore a tight fitting uniform and a peaked cap at a jaunty angle. Her lover was in the Space Corps. He worked with Juniper’s Daughter to help secure the shipping lines between the planets. Satan and his forces tried to interdict them with varying success. The woman was called Lann. She was on her thirteenth year on the Moon. That would soon end with her Mars posting. A post was picked by the political computer to the vehicle plant. She wanted her own choice not that one. She was smart and got her way mostly. The Moon was her choice back then when they wanted to send her to Jupiter to run the mines. She knew the importance of mining but they were all automated. So she would be looking at four walls in a deep bunker. She refused it as she would the plant one. What a smart little woman she was! Especially when her space cadet pilot was fucking in his small fighter ship! She thought he fantasized about Juniper’s Daughter but couldn’t prove it. Anyhow he would go with her when she moved. She would forcibly marry him! Together they would defeat Satan and help colonize the galaxy.

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Before Egypt

The witch once loved a man who was similar to her. They were inseparable. But after years together her mother Juniper died. It was terribly panful and the role of Mother Earth Goddess passed to the witch. She had no choice and had to do it. Her lovely relationship with the guy ended. She had to do her role and leave him. However she still loved him more than anything except her mother. Though they were apart the man still loved her. He dreamt of her and wrote poetry for her. They said a mortal could never love a witch. He proved this wrong and did so for a long time. Their time together was what it was. That doesn’t concern us here. What does is he saw her one time after he was thinking of her. And there she was. Their paths crossed like it was planned. It wasn’t. She said it was cold and asked where he was going. To the throne room he said. He told her you are the only one. There is only you. She just looked at him. She knew he meant it. And if she wanted him again that way, still did, then he would be with her. No questions asked. Later on he bumped into her again. It was a lovely nice surprise. Fate was kind. The first example was a perfect example. Satan didn’t have his fingers in ever situ. The witch slowly healed and used her spells to grow stronger. Her mother Juniper was with spirit guiding her daughter from afar. Juniper’s Daughter settled down in her role as Earth Protector against Satan. The grief lifted and it wasn’t too bad. In time she joined her man again. And in future they were together. They lived together till both died and she was reborn elsewhere. Love could endure…

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Tank Grass

Noon time on the grassy plains. The tanks drove here and there. Their tracks left muddy lines on the mid length grass. Here and there dead soldiers slowly rotted. Now and again one was squashed into the Russian soil. They were a mix of German and Soviet. Now equal in death. The Devil sent Eesha to head a tank attack. Before it was Demang but he was permanently retired. Eesha knew military intelligence and now field operations. The attack target was a small village on a hill. The only hill in a thousand square kilometers. Germans defended it. Soviets wanted it back. They were closing in. Would they manage to dislodge the enemy? Tank fire went this way and that. Eesha ordered his vehicles to consolidate their position. Several of his tanks had been damaged or knocked out but many more enemy ones were no longer fighting. It was a free for all. Big shells were slammed into breeches and sent forth with Satanic intent. Wounded tank crewmen lived and died in this death or glory moment. The crucible of combat. Orders were followed. In the end there would be only one victor. Would it be German or Soviet power triumphing here? The witch sat upon a cloud and watched with interest. She took notes. It was all very interesting!

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new poems

 

Dot

Ballistics on the way.

Looking oh so pretty.

What goes up must come down.

Where next new targets.

Added to the list.

Maybe your town or mine.

 

 

 

Odd

Into the realms of madness/I need new thermal paste lol/all will be fine, when?

 

 

 

Contained

On a 3g world

A container inside 1g

Being mobile outside

The 1g container

In the 3g environment

Move about with the right kit

A portable container 1g

The swing of gravity

Side to side all the time

Till it’s displaced

 

 

 

ID Mad!

See work IDs swinging side to side

From fifty yards away

I think that’s all science

Physics and gravity in action

 

What if it was on an alien world?

With a creature enclosed in a container

Either as a prisoner or to survive

 

Stuck on a 3g world no way off

Give it a 1g device like his world

So he can exist in his box

 

Make it portable and it can walk

About on an alien world

Far far from home and go fucking insane