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Giorgio Venetopoulos

(Athens, Greece)

The Warrior's End

The debris loaded truck supremely rolled,
while he, upon the sidewalk, stumbled boozed;
alike a bedamn fate and corked fourfold,
a prancing rock unkindly struck his head.

He fell inside some freshly dug, dark ditch,
and an illusion crossed his brainbox mind;
a soldier was in world war one - some glitch!
but he believed it and addressed it kind!

The bright trajectories of missiles searched,
for his protruded to the airs behind,
that's why he ducked his head; and though farfetched,
convinced he was that his behind aligned.

The 'Warrior's End' some named this ditch dug land,
the stalwart ducked inside it like autruche,
stouthearted man, with his behind's firm stand,
would thus confront the deathly threat of Riche!

A red dressed gypsy, joyed because he left,
to join the horrors of the evil ditch,
with his protruding round behind bereft,
agile trip-danced in his unmindful glitch.

A round new rock jumped from another truck,
as he wide eyed explored to distinguish,
if the war ceased; the falling rock then struck,
his head to make him mumble in Tiddlish.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Edited: Sunday, September 22, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

© G.V.03-05-2013 All rights reserved
autruche = ostrich
Riche = Reich in French
Tiddlish = my word. Derives from Tiddly (very drunk) and English

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  • Patti Masterman (3/5/2013 9:38:00 PM)

    Very entertaining verse indeed, and little did he suspect he had been invited to make an appearance here.! :) (Report) Reply

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