Warthog

Warthog

A Poem by Baby Ricochet
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Just read it

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                          Screaming Valkyrie from the sky

                             Turbine afterburner whine

                             Evil Angel packing protege

 

                             In the open on the ground

                         Sudden death she swings around

                        Caught up in her bullet ballet

 

                                   Singing Banshee

                                   Voice so sweet

                                    Vicious metal

                                    Ripping meat

 

                                       Don't run

 

                                   Can't get away

 

                               When she wants you

                                    you can't hide

                                    Orphans beg

                                     Widows cry

 

                                    It's over now

                                You're out of days

 

                                   Staring up at

                               Phosphoric waves

 

                                Keep the peace

 

                              you can't be saved

 

                             On your tombstone

                               Scribes will engrave

 

                                 She took you

 

                               Took you away

 

© 2012 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
It's about an A-10 wart hog. THe first casualties I ever saw was a friendly fire incident when an A-10 straffed a squad of soldiers and it made one hell of an impact on me. When A-10'S came in low and slow the scream of their twin turbine engines made you squeeze shut your anal sphincter and grind your teeth. Like you were going to lose control. A-10'S were evil...

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Very Intense my Friend, Very Intense. ...

I am sure you can still feel their presence at times. ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

thanx
The capacity for evil in this world knows few boundaries, though I am certain you know that better than I. This poem expresses to me very well the futility and tragedy of war, all wars.

-x-

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

thanx
Great poem. Sounds like they were kinda like the executers from above. I liked the banshee reference. Makes 'em sound even more brutal. Nice job

Posted 12 Years Ago


This gives me chills! You write so vividly and there is power in every line. Reading your work is exciting and scary all at the same time...love it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

thanx
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Pax
sounds really dangerous yet very exciting i think. great!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

Wow look at all the typos in my post. I shouldn't get on line right when I wake up
Pax

12 Years Ago

i didnt see any? maybe im getting blind.
Pax

12 Years Ago

lol
I wonder where you were broadcast.... it is kick a*s yes!
You Babe, are the best of steel! I knew it when we met lol

Keep on penning! I keep on reading :D

E.L.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

thanx
This kicks a*s. " Singing Banshee
Voice so sweet
Vicious metal
Ripping meat..."

Hell yeah. I think you started a new genre on WC of military poetry:)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

cool. thanx
The Analog Kid

12 Years Ago

NP :D
A-10 Tank killer. Unbelievable firepower. I used to live south of Pope AF Base, (Fort Bragg) and a couple squadrons (flying tigers) were there once upon a time. You got used to hearing them fly over... LOW! Slow, lethal. Good strong write again, sir.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

Thanx.
very powerful piece. The imagery is amazing. Great job.

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

heavy.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

12 Years Ago

thanx?
sienikeha

12 Years Ago

very heavy.
disturbing. wrenching. devastating. i cannot even fathom...

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