leaf of yellow red
that yesteryear autumn bled
- I found and reread

haiku by Peter S. Quinn
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Modus Operandi

Blood spews from the pharynx
of the heel's eruption,
pelting the potter's field,
with stippled corruption!

Hands broken by murder,
mended by bloodshed,
hang below his waistline,
as he walks on the dead!

He paves the road ahead;
His path of destruction.
The sun won't rise again,
thanks to death's construction!

The cold wind follows him,
carrying the echoes,
of their cries and pleas
to give them tomorrow!

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poem by Michael Fischer
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Snake Bite

Snake bite
Venom strikes
Into your bloodstream it goes
To kill you slow
Oh so slow
Watch the venom as it flows
Your blood it pulses
Your body convulses
Onto the floor you'll be
Deader than dead
Venom as thick as lead
Anger in the snake's head
A poison quick
The killer kiss
Snake venom is the way to
Death's Slow Bliss

poem by Janelle Morehart
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Let It Bleed

originally by Rolling Stones
Well we all need someone we can lean on
And if you want it, well you can lean on me
She said, my breasts they will always be open
Baby, you can rest your weary head on me
And there will always be a space in my parking lot
When you need a little coke and sympathy
Yeah we all need someone we can dream on
And if you want it, well you can dream on me
I was dreaming of a steel guitar engagement
When you drink my health in scented jasmin tea
You knifed me in my dirty filthy basement
With that jaded faded junky nurse, oh what pleasant company
We all need someone we can feed on
And if you want it, well you can feed on me
Take my arm, take my leg
Oh baby don't you take my head
We all need someone we can bleed on
And if you want it baby, well you can bleed on me
We all need someone we can bleed on

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song performed by Sheryl Crow
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Opaque

It mkaes no difference when it's fun
Senses shot away who gives a damn
Who I am
I'm opaque
Left to stand out in the crowd
Insecurities come flooding in, the hooks are in
But I'm OK
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Turning frequencies inside
Find the perfect place to be alive, finalize
I'm opaque
Substitute the way you feel
Open up your mind run different modes
Break colour codes
On my way
(Chorus)
Don't you see we're in skin deep
Cut me free again and watch me bleed
Don't you see we're in skin deep

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song performed by Feeder
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A bleeding sheep loses a bite.

Traditional proverbs
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If You Want Blood You Got It

Its criminal, there ought to be a law
Criminal, and you know what were shootin for
Shouting at the other guy
When his back is turned
Dont know the reason why
Aint it bout time you learn
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks
Blood in the gutter, give my last drop
You want blood, you got it
Wha-ooh
Its animal, livin in the human zoo
Its animal, and I know what you gotta do
Its the curse of the working man
Givin more and gettin less
Doin everything he can, cleaning up the mess
If you want blood, you got it
If you want blood, you got it
Blood on the sheets, blood on the rocks

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song performed by AC-DC
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Bleeding Decision

09.03.09

And I dream that I’m in another man’s arms
Crimson red, is what I’ve bled
All over the place
If you see red
You’re seeing me

When I dream
I dream of things
No one should ever think of
Crimson red, is what I’ve bled
All over the place
If you see red
You’re seeing me

poem by Samantha Myers
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The Sowing

Upon the wind sheltered hillside,
the sharp tang of metal and the sting of salt air lay
over a field of blood-red poppies, no Flander's Field.

At years fall, fields of rape roll like waves,
in the harshness of winter-sleet, stray boulders bow;
like the backs of mothers, daughters sowing.
Their nails torn, ragged and bleeding.
They bleed by the moon, and son upon the field.
No white crosses mark their passing.

For hundreds of years, and crops of rape, barley and wheat;
small hands, soft hands, and soft thighs bleed.
They bleed daughters, and sons.
They birth the fields and in the fields by consent or rape;
unadorned by silver stars or purple hearts.

Today, as May's sun wakes the blood blasted pasture,
each precious dropp blooms…..a heroines acknowledgement
the poppies yield.

poem by Deborah Guzzi
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3 A.12 Can War A Prelude To Peace Be?

To win or loose a disaster but be,
War can never ever be nice surely,
It settles nothing enrages only,
Can war a prelude to peace be?

Wining a war a mirage but be,
As wining a volcano is stupidity,
War an evil - just man’s butchery,
Peace only from understanding be.

War - a cowardly escape from reality,
From problems of peace and harmony,
Teaching us not to love our enemy,
And ever hating our allies certainly.

War - its own end never can be,
Peace - the goal that’s wanted truly,
Politics - without bloodshed war be,
War - with bloodshed politics surely.

poem by Munnan Misra
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Art Lives Weeps

cut veins
bleed art lives
blood vanish mixes
weep red violins

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Bleeding Rose

her beauty flourished watching her grow
but time has taken it’s toll
dead silence grows for the bleeding rose
yet a piece of her is left in my soul

a symbol of love that I should know
bleeding rose is just a blur
for the bleeding rose, dead silence grows
left in my soul is a piece of her

symbol of love where petals aglow
so time has passed as a blink
dead silence grows for the bleeding rose
gone is the rose as it makes me think

the sight of the rose breeds thoughts of you
knowing your soul is now dead
for the bleeding rose, dead silence grows
now you're gone as the rose was once red

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poem by Amera Andersen
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If I was working hard, she bled into my personality. I became more cynical.

quote by Marg Helgenberger
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Blood is a cleansing and sanctifying thing, and the nation that regards it as the final horror has lost its manhood... there are many things more horrible than bloodshed, and slavery is one of them!

quote by Padraic Pearse
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Blood & Fire

Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
There is no more water to out the fire
There is no more water to out the fire
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up)
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Rasta hail!
Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth
Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul
Blood and fire mek it burn bredren
All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up

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song performed by Ub40
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Blood And Fire

Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
There is no more water to out the fire
There is no more water to out the fire
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (mercy come and gone)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get lick up)
Judgement has come and mercy has gone (judgement time is here)
Ooh, weak hearts shall lick up and spit up (weakheart must get sick up)
Let it burn, let it burn
Let it burn, burn burn (mercy gone)
Blood, blood, blood; blood and fire
Rasta Hail!
Blessed is the weed, the healing of all nations in every corner of the earth
Blessed are the fields of sensimillia that enlighten and erich our soul
Blood and fire mek it burn bredren
All weak hearts shall lick up and spit up

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song performed by Ub40
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Love Written In Passion Blood

love is written in warm passion blood
life is written in lust stirring flow blood
union is written in rich soul merging blood
blood in all union gift birth children born

blood bled in surge birth new life
blood corrupted death end finale life
blood love warm pure pumps renewal

blood flesh pierced sword's blade
blood climatic performance act ends
blood in taste of virgin experience death

contradiction the birth of life the birth of death
music cosmic soars at moment of conception
a moment seals love passion or life rape ripped

life poem writ contains such complexity such depth
lucky are lines life focus love given in glad glee read
glad for startling insight thoughts reflections merry

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poem by Terence George Craddock
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For Liberation

(into) the birth of carnage will you
but watch when innocent life is born
and destined to an unjustified wretched existence?
i refuse to deny their path or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation.
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
cries - oh we whisper of their death in blood,
of their misery to flesh a vicious price
driven to nightmare while we could sleep
i refuse to deny their pain or ignore their suffering
i fight for liberation
ashes on ashes we build their fate with bloodshed upon our hands.
ashes on ashes tread our path to degradation
their blood upon your hands prized with gifts of dominaton.
their blood upon your hands our fall towards defilement

song performed by Undying
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We have to acknowledge peace is in danger and mankind still has not realised the priority to be given to world dialogue versus armed contradiction and bloodshed.

quote by Nursultan Nazarbayev
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It's Motorhead!
They're Live, not dead!
And I bet that both your eardrums bled!

haiku by John Thorkild Ellison
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