Best Fuehrer Poems
~A lament~
Most signs and prophesy already fulfilled,
the scarlet of harlot lady has sung,
the veil has fallen away.
Hitler, De Fuehrer the man of sin,
the son predicted, hath prophesied,
many of God’s elect, the Jews have died.
`Tis much later than you think,
millennium is surely at the brink,
the harlot’s two legs of beauty are no more,
two towers of economic power have fallen.
In one hour great towers did fall, bewailed,
bemoaned, the earth doth reel, to and fro,
nature’s safety is in the fro, as earth bows low.
A vicious cycle, a call pending of Michael,
One foot on land one foot on the sea, one final plea,
One more call of love, and then we’ll see.
Categories:
fuehrer, introspectionearth,
Form:
Elegy
The Champion
Controlled by remote desires I trip the laurel fuse of longing ancestry
My Mom had been chosen to compete diving from the high platform of
Hitler’s mania for ‘Kraft’ ‘Freude’ living space terror raised arms and all in
guns blazing a misplaced childhood offered on the altar of manic delusion
Wreaths gathered dust on unmarked graves white crossed monuments
administered torches blazed parades marched lined the ‘Higher Faster
Longer’ ‘More Ideologically Corrupt’ abuse of innocent festival of youth
Replaced demounted sacred Mount Olympus for Auschwitz and Stalingrad
My mother was no Jesse Owens who blackened Nazi dreams of whiter than
white no ‘Black Consciousness Runner’ shoving gloves to the sky in post-fascist
Munich 1972 quite close to Dachau where Jews Sinti and Roma vanished
at the hand of Swastika’s psychopathology for denial distanced denied memory
A colour TV to watch remote from a distance was the closest she ever got to
her dream of honour and glory disgraced by politics assassinated like Israeli
athletes in a continuation and preview of fanatical devilish monsters high and
low jacking innocent sports for propaganda politics malignant ideas and ideals
In 1944 there were no Olympics titanic battles were scrambled instead in
General’s Admiral’s chessboards and tactical blood baths no dives into chlorine
and water just rotting gassed trenches exploding the dreams pawns in the Games
crushing to bone meal the Peace with their tanks and grenades fusing demise
1948 came to London awaking from ruins and rubble and the brain washed
German Olympians were banned from all sports had they not spread eagled
their passion prostituted their vigour for eugenics death Fuehrer and Fatherland
My mother tainted blemished in blood and in water a fallen hero on her sword
09th August
Written for Healing Peace and for the contest 'Olympic Mania'
Categories:
fuehrer, abuse, peace, political, war,
Form:
Free verse
This is the fleet commander. I address all of you.
To this mighty ship, you have been a faithful crew.
Your performance the other day was much better than good.
We sank the strongest British ship, the HMS Hood.
May I assure you there will be no cause for alarm.
The Luftwaffe will arrive soon to deliver us from harm.
If any of the British fleet dares to show their face,
they will be torpedoed by U-boats in their place.
I remind you this is the most powerful ship on the sea.
Der Fuehrer has sent a wire directly to me.
We will forever hold a place of honor in Germany.
This is the most formidable nautical bulwark.
We are sailing on the greatest ship, The Bismarck.
Based on the 1960 film “Sink the Bismarck”
Categories:
fuehrer, adventure, history, war,
Form:
Rhyme
If we are a breed of beings,
Species of like doings-
In the Milky Way
Why not be that today?
Have I turn a bat
Lost my light of the frat
Or a Braconid
To my kind?
Why the abrupt repellency
To the unfolding literacy
How will I feed my stance
Upon the extinct of other hands?
Why the weighed loathsome
The infinite gruesome
Of my phylum-
Within my kingdom?
What's with the conscription,
The circumscprition-
Of liberty
Stamping it in entirety?
What's with the thirst of a fuehrer,
The ***** conceit of the other-
To weightily parti pris
And indulge in an hostility spree?
Can I not be mindful of the Scythrops,
Make of their trait crops,
That will acculturate
Rather than berate?
Can I not be for the domain,
My essence extended to the terrain,
Express compassion without pain
And adore for no gain?
Instead, I lushed
To hike mass agitative state,
That deludes the mind
Of my kind-
To prey on their own.
Categories:
fuehrer, bullying, conflict, confusion, violence,
Form:
Rhyme
Some compare Trump to Der Fuehrer
But I think that is an error.
With his little pouty faces
And sexist embraces,
It’s far better to say
That Trump is more like Il Duce.
Categories:
fuehrer, political,
Form:
Rhyme
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“GASP” how dare you children use this site
1 Corinthians 13:12
Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face.
Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
Computor has a foul sense of humor today.
It remembers searches and keeps items stored in folders and when asked to
perform a function it can do scores of stores and images and almost anything it
even saves my voice on tape and transmits mee to mye babay in a email
paperclipped thing. The image at photo bucket was just the fuehrer Hitler seems
to have gotten on some bizarre security list. Error messages are the most bizarro
fun. Word Document is silly if you want to make a word like bizzaro after you have
typed bizarre then yew have to tell the document just to ignore it after all.
Here is the example one eye happen just to love.
Temporary Error (502) We're sorry, but your Gmail account is currently
experiencing errors. You won't be able to log in while these errors last, but don't
worry, your account data and messages are safe. Our engineers are working to
resolve this issue.
Please try logging in to your account again in a few minutes.
This one gives me fits and giggles try fits and fits if you get my drift if you can
savvy my meaning if you can fathom my twain. Not to mention all the times the
thing locks up and has to be restart eye like to log off to save my stuff but then it
falters and it hems and it falls off and then restarts as if the eye was never there
the thinking of the robot in the case near my left arm is so bizarre the bizarro
refrain of the missing memory case. This was in my Evidence folder in YAHOO.
They do it too the errors what eye meant. the computor REMEMBERS what you
do
HAHAHA
its just a FUNCTION
it KNOES what ewe have DONE
and it saves the INFOmation
and then it seems like it knoes what ewe have done or what ewe aer doing
Categories:
fuehrer, computer-internet, on work and
Form:
Prose Poetry
In the shadow of the Second World War,
Fuehrer wanted to augment maritime power
and control the waters of the northern oceans.
In the North Sea he proudly set sail Bismarck,
the largest German battleship ever built.
On maiden voyage off the coast of Scandinavia
she got fiercely engaged with the Royal Navy,
heavily damaged, survived the first battle
in the fateful strait of Denmark,
but was totally crippled by later air attack.
She was scuttled by the German navy,
bringing her brief life to an unceremonious end,
as she committed suicide so to say, and sank
to save herself from further ignominy.
November 6, 2021
Contest : A Noteworthy Ship
Sponsor : Robert James Liguori
Categories:
fuehrer, analogy, sea, world war
Form:
Free verse
The Fuehrer Life raises up its rigid hand
Demands following promises you chose
Its the best thing you could ask for,
the right to choose
Its what holds you back,
the fear to lose
to open the doors and create dreams come true
To fall away from the very essence that is you
Like moving into new clean drapes
Windows unfrosted by confusion
The person you were has no doorway
And the floors of your life were covered in sediment left by previous intruders,
The uninvited
All aware of your contract to this life
And the doorway locks to the top
unable to enter
unable to let go
We hold on to what we know
Stairwells of featured memories alas they contrive who we were
Who are you now?
The Fuehrer wants to know
-Jess
Categories:
fuehrer, forgiveness, life, life,
Form:
Free verse
WARNING..THIS IS A HUMOR PIECE ONLY,
Under the tree, poet mouse sat.
All those punctured with the vaxx
said “scat”!
Brown eyes filled with tears on
Christmas night.
Shaking and cold, she was filled
with ice and fright.
Seeing rotund men in Avatars calling
for the end of her life.
Death being du jour for any brave
enough to stand as God’s child free
on Christmas night.
Die Fuehrer has from his grave arisen.
His mustache and Zig Heil, sending
many to poetry prison.
Avoided, bullied, even poet’s best friends
took leave.
No longer warm or loving, the vaxx was
their singular, loving need!
12/26/2921
To all. A blessed and Happy New Year,!
Be free in mind, expression and life.
Thats how God mde you.
To be uniquely you.
No dupicates! Panagiota.Romios...
Categories:
fuehrer, freedom, health, humor, poets,
Form:
Rhyme
Der Fuehrer
What I am now beginning to find
Things that appear on my mind
Are what I watched on TV lately
Source of poems written by me.
To be was from what I resolved
(Stonewall Jackson VMI)
Also insuring I became involved
When about life wanted to learn
Behind me all my bridges burn.
If authority and power I relinquish
Another will invariably extinguish
What original was mine and yours
Wanting to be another Der Fuehrer.
James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
Categories:
fuehrer, allegory, analogy, political,
Form:
Couplet
Twin Decisions
One in the USA, one in Germany
Too much alike to deny destiny
First the coup attempt, all involved were jailed
Then a pardoning, democracy failed
He set their country back promising a super race
He set the US back, minorities had no place
He controlled the media , all paid their dues
Here in the USA he claimed fake news
A cult type following so self defeating
In the USA, history repeating
Stand up America stop the divisions
While Trump and Hitler have made twin decisions.
Protecting predators and freeing traitors
Surround the prison with alligators
Feed the rich while the hungry cries
Look at the camera and tell some lies
Christianity in exile
Just protect the pedophile
Side with Russia, you can’t explain
Allow the continual bombing of Ukraine.
Gestapo had their priorities
I.C.E arresting minorities
Victims told stories leaving a country appalled
A Democrat hoax the president called
What kind of animal bordering insanity
No morals no ethics no integrity
Release of files continues to fail
The GOP has the country for sale
Sub human politicians so weak and so vile
Forget the children protect a pedophile
Don’t speak bad of Der Fuehrer, your life is at stake
The same thing in the US for our leading snake
Blindly they follow so gullible and weak
Spitting on the victims and stomping the meek
I do not care if your red or your blue
I just want the country that I once knew
Categories:
fuehrer, anger, corruption, political,
Form:
Couplet
Fools and Fear
Fools uneducated always revolt. This
is why the word fear became Fuehrer.
The fewer there are the more better off
we will be. So I hope you see and agree
with me and forever we can both be free.
Jim Horn
Categories:
fuehrer, encouraging,
Form:
Blank verse