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Atomic Bomb Poems - Poems about Atomic Bomb


Premium MemberAwakening

New Mexico bears the burdens of its once-sleepy past--
when awakened to join the current century at last.
To give birth to the fledgling Atomic Age
It still wears the perfume of fusion and sage.

They must go to the land of fiestas, Indian bread.
Shaken from sleep to design moments of dread.
Muddy roads carried scientists, from land and sea,
to
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Categories: atomic bomb, america, anxiety, beauty, children,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberVictorious August 75 Years

Atomic payback made impact dramatically 
Physics split minute energy into mammoth 
Allied forces warned Hiroshima, Nagasaki
Destroyer of worlds, Now I become death

Military master, Japan, thought threat outrageous 
Devastation loomed, four tonne 'Boy' understated 
Captain William Parsons' eleven crew couragous 
Strategists secured success in moment awaited

Mortally haunted, Heaven bound warrior, Tibbet
Executed bitter battle's end with dual
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Categories: atomic bomb, anniversary, evil, memorial day,
Form: Rhyme



Hiroshima Poems 2

Hiroshima Poems 2

I lived as best I could, and then I died.
Be careful where you step: the grave is wide.
-Michael R. Burch, "Epitaph for a Child of Hiroshima"



The intense heat and light of the Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bomb blasts left behind ghostly silhouettes of human beings whose lives were erased in an instant:

Hiroshima Shadows
by
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Categories: atomic bomb, bereavement, conflict, eulogy, horror,
Form: Verse

Hiroshima Poems I

Hiroshima Poems I

Let Us Be Midwives!
by Hiroshima survivor Sadako Kurihara
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Midnight...
the basement of a shattered building...
atomic bomb survivors sniveling in the darkness...
not a single candle between them...
the odor of blood...
the stench of death...
the sickly-sweet smell of decaying humanity...
the groans...
the moans...
Out of all that, suddenly, miraculously, a voice:
"The baby's coming!"
In the hellish
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Categories: atomic bomb, child, children, eulogy, father,
Form: Verse

Lucifer, To the Enola Gay

Lucifer, To The Enola Gay
by Michael R. Burch

Go then, 
and give them my meaning
so that their teeming
streets
become my city.

Bring back a pretty
flower—
a chrysanthemum, 
perhaps, to bloom
if but an hour, 
within a certain room
of mine
where
the sun does not rise or fall, 
and the moon, 
although it is content to shine, 
helps nothing at all.

There, 
if I
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Categories: atomic bomb, conflict, death, humanity, power,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberGet Under Your Desks School Children

I am spinning my radioactive waves today.
Alpha beta gamma
There they go!
Beta gamma alpha
Even faster.
Gamma alpha beta
Man can they fly!
I am radium.
My atomic nuclei is rapidly disintegrating
So please get under your desk, school children.
And put your tiny fingers and arms over your heads.
So you will be safe.
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Categories: atomic bomb, childhood, nostalgia,
Form: Light Verse

Atomic Bomb

As heart combine into one atomic bomb
 the start awaken to a new world.
Adventure, danger, safety and warmth 
 in one category.
From smiles and car to worry and pain
 all exist in the goodness of one another.
In that, pain the backbone to strength.
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Categories: atomic bomb, writing,
Form: ABC

Premium MemberMy Atomic Bomb

I once constructed the basic components of an atomic bomb.
All I needed to activate it was some plutonium.
In physics an A grade is not what I received.
Yours truly was given a physics grade of C.
Imagine what the A students could have done.
Imagine if they were angry at everyone.
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Categories: atomic bomb, fear,
Form: Rhyme

How To Build An Atomic Bomb

First you march through fields--
Green, but choked with weeds.
Until one day chance drops the Bomb
And the world explodes before your eyes.

Never have radar eyes seen beauty
Like this, the fire lily in spring,
Pyrotechnics bursting forth from petals
And the sweet napalm nectar heart.

Tender small hands
Softer than pillows of snow--
Look with adoring eyes, but never touch.
Such miracles are
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Categories: atomic bomb, devotion, sad, autumn, fire,
Form: Free verse

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