Best Bomb Shelter Poems

We are part of
   one endless journey
   Journey of discovery of
   our earth
   We make an impression
   on mother earth
   Plants seeds
   to heal
   Children's laughter dies
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There's facts and small truths and jokes about life,
Canned laughter and the occasional song.
And there's always argued political opinions,
From big to small, right and wrong.

The guests talk, on topic, of their own field,
Never deviating from what's in their head.
And I listen and think and ponder...

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PEDARIST

Why am I so flippant yet complacent?

Hypocritical Martyr

Torture chamber – secret sub-basement

Bomb shelter        Pedophile aquarium

Abducted children raped half-dead

Migraines and Menstruating

Horrible highway ambiance

Static from a radio unaware

Of our new piece of world, our breath of new air

Almost caught so...

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My dad fell head over heels in love with my mom during their college years. Mom was a petite, a dark haired, dark skinned little angel would could warble a song like none other, with a smile that earned her the name, Sunshine! Her real...

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People just don’t understand
Why sometimes I jump in fear
Or why I cry and cower
When a loud noise I hear

People find it amusing
When I start to shiver and cry
They simply have no idea
Or know the reason why…

Fireworks are a horror...
To try to enjoy the display,
I have...

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THE CRYING WILD CREATURES.
Nzongi Mwero.
Oh, we recall the bygone times,
The days of the golden past,
That chirping with our merry mates,
Flying around the parks,
Gone the joys of the nests,
That freedom restrained,
Coming at our will in parks,
But hindered and chained in the parks.

Oh, we feel painted at...

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Another concrete bomb shelter emerges, taking the shape of a Starbuck coffee palace embedded with the captive lure of free internet service. Like a crouching tiger on the prowl, this behemoth hungrily eyes the empty grass lot as a sure sign of progress.

A Chipotle rises...

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A few years ago,
In the depths of 
my deepest poverty,
I felt like having a drink,
But I had no money
or car,
So now I had to think

Then I remembered
in the basement,
Where my dad had
long ago started 
to buld a bomb shelter,
I had perviously seen
some old booze
And so,...

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Freedom Loving Cowboy 

At the bar, by the docks, I spoke to a man who wore a cowboy 
hat and had a pearl handle revolver in his holster. A thud and 
the pretend cowboy hit the floor and the barman ducked behind 
his counter. ...

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Get up bring your book and blanket
Through the hall way cross
And through the kitchenette
Over  dark veranda  down the garden stairs
Enter the shelter and cuddle up wet
Feet in the bathtub ready to dive
Four  huddle and cuddle together alive
Shivering shaking and not from the...

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once when the world was young and made sense 
Back then when sense was so real and solid 
Before green waves that hid the sky and shuddered feet 
Well after the candle lit bomb shelter westerns 
And ineffectual caning for honor's defense 
When devious means...

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She cried on national television
A plea that broke my heart
Her baby clung so tightly
In the bomb shelter they embarked.

Once, I experienced such turmoil
No baby on my side
While she is in a bomb shelter
A bunker is where I'd hide.

Sadly, I was a “killer,”
Where she pleads to...

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The Tale of the Liverpool Blitz

Mill Road Hospital took a Direct Hit
On the Maternity Ward indiscriminately killing Pregnant Women and new-born children 

Reduced the City , Docks and Quarter's to smouldering ashes

Blew the Malachant into a Billion
Shrapnel pieces the quake could be
heard over 3 miles...

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One flight of steps down 
                    you can smell it
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An elderly lady was losing her mind.
If that wasn't bad enough
the Russians invaded her homeland.
Her family dragged her 
from 
bomb shelter 
to 
bomb shelter
depending upon where 
the limbs and screams were scattered.
She couldn't comprehend
the carved-out stares 
skinny ghosts in skinny doorways
or a broken stairway 
searching...

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