Abattoirs Poems - Poems about Abattoirs

...Town-horses In my youth, horse transport -a one-man job was still available for shorter journeys, a vanishing business; when the last horse-drawn carriage firm gave up, there was a picture in th......Read the rest...

...And signifying nothing, upon life’s stage meaningless, endless, a cruel war he waged Fretting and strutting, as the curtains narrowed Out, out, foul vegan, who doth hate man’s marrow ......Read the rest...

... He sings a lullaby under the stars; dreamland awaits them in grim abattoirs. Git along, little dogies; cowboy’s warding off bogies, crossing the plains to those last cattle cars. ———......Read the rest...

...when Animal Farm is not a feeding manual and Clockwork Orange strikes at midnight Dali’s time piece warps under face value and an eagle-eyed-cuckoo flies over its nest beneath the cover......Read the rest...

...STOLEN ILLUMINATION OF THE STAR This journey has not been a fanciful adventure, we're all settlers in these dynasty of neo-colonialism united only by what divides us. Victims, yes victims o......Read the rest...

...Take no shock as we quiver in such trembling As blood hunting critters, applaud our woeful quivering By fiendish fireworks and guns souls bleed All for a dotty tenet; an eerie greed To gratify su......Read the rest...

...Where blood is not enough Blood flows, flows, flows Competing with Nile waters Blood Threatens to overwhelm Tigris and Euphrates To make Red Sea, redder But the head goes crazy, crazy Where......Read the rest...

...Reality Its not the picture postcard pure white snow that settles picture postcard neat Its the deep grey slush of a thousand vehicles that churn it on the street Its not the picture postcard pur......Read the rest...

...MY VALENTINE RITUALS A day set aside Only for love to tangle A day where gifts are exchanged All in the name of love A day where love is confessed willingly A day that increases birth rate......Read the rest...

...( This poem is about the ' Killing Fields' of Cambodia, 1975-79, where as many as 2 million people were murdered by the communist Khmer Rouge. I taught in Phnom-Penh from '73-74, and never met a peo......Read the rest...

...It is coming Slowly, gradually But as sure as The next Dawn rises On the Eastern horizon Something bad Comes this way. Beware of the Calm, before The Storm. The pitiful screams From the abattoirs O......Read the rest...

...Blasted through the arteries of great wide open spaces like fuel-injected bullets from some laser-sighted gun, over-priced and deathtrap built, nothing cars to nowhere places, trailing prisms of b......Read the rest...