Auschwitz Poems - Poems about Auschwitz

A google article gives 'allied troops' credit for liberation Of the death camp.' It was Russian forces that did it really.' Working in step with free countries.' When did they become enemies of the west.? Certainly under stalins rule They were a threat..Yet in the late 1980s they proposed the Glasnost agenda.' And handed East Berlin to n...

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~ from reality - brutal, cruel and poignant - love survived ~...

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Peter Porter 'ANNOTATIONS of AUSCHwITZ      R B       M A           R E    A      E I       C H    F      I               T         T ||                                  || ||                                  ||...

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A vast sea of doomed, skeletal walking dead board a train bound...

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Ashes to Ashes Smoke rises in the distance. The boxcar rocks, rocks, rocks; stones are placed along the ties. Were they placed by Chance or left as gently as Kaddish. I lift my hands in the darkness; the light of the knothole lights the tips of my fingers like Shabbat candles, and I cover my eyes. I can smell them, the names put in the furnace. Silence screams out of the...

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Train ride, in a windowless freight wagon, rocked back and forth, with the clatter and vibration as it snaked on the rail score. Packed shoulder to shoulder, overpowered by their own stench. Separated from their families, unfed, with only snow to eat, cold, with only the bodies next to them for warmth, as the...

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It was a glorious day in 1943, The kind of day you wish to hug your children carefree. The frozen Polish Winter winds were almost dying, The golden promise of Summer made everything sing, It was very sunny on the station in Warsaw. Mrs Iby Lopuszynski had two fine children, Leisel her delightful daughter who was eleven, And Arek who was a...

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Auschwitz 1.3 million people sent there 1.1 million died Jews Germans Russians Ethnic Poles French Czech ...

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As the Last Train to Auschwitz Stopped and came to a halt And the soon to be dead exited the train and entered under the camp's gate's Those aboard i fear probably knew both their and the train's fates we're entwined One final journey terminating at the end of the track's Under a puff of steam and stench of ashen smog One final shower aghast Then death...

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They mocked him, the old religious fanatic Asking God a question with every step Pleading for mercy for each of the town's Jews Blessing each morsel of food he so carefully chews The haughty soldiers are loading up the train now Jamming the last cattle cart 'til it near burst But Yankel is still fiddling...

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I wanted to write The best slavery poem ever written— Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. I had every intention of conforming To the standards Of modern verse and composition, Lyrics fluidly written, Perfect in frame, tempo and time, but a lot of my thoughts on Slavery (and the Holocaust) Were just too difficult...

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Brown and worn She slowly trundled, Carrying the tattered and torn Clutching their bundle. She leans to the right And then the left, In that pitiful night Laying sleepers bereft. All her metal and carriage Held a thousand souls Between their marriage Of her red hot coals. And the wooden doors weep The iron locks, hold their breath While she screeches on In her role of death....

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Was it day, was it night? shufflings, packed with arms, legs, heads, torsos handled like cattle on a train car, ready to move along the tracks; the bodies merge - men, women, teenagers, children, babes in arms, blended, mixed in sweat and fear, every sound loud whispering, trembling, internment tremors of...

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As a child she was in the dark to what was unfolding around her it was WW2 and she knew not of the deaths at Auschwitz and Sobibor she recalls being taken from a ghetto to a transit camp in Westerbork a ride to nowhere I knew not when I was just a tot others had been caught She...

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Auschwitz horrors replayed time and again Nurtured by hatred of prejudiced minds Toxic fumes fabric of our soul thus stains Humanity enmeshed in devils bind Let the last train to Auschwitz be release Unshackling consciousness from delusion Transmuting lower mind, to be at ease Resonating with the love pulsation Recognising oneness, embracing all Offering rancour no anchor within We be to become, a vibrant bliss...

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