Best Phosphorus Poems
(It's really hard to ignore the videos of the injured kids... It really is heart wrenching)
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And then the night turned red
And screams were heard
of kids painted in blood
And a tiny hand waved
From beneath a wrecked home
Kids with names printed on their wrists
Crying for mothers in refuge camps,
Some bathed in blood on hospital beds
That too gets bombed
Now no water, no food, even the air is poison
Though once upon a time, it was a house
But got stolen in bright day light
My hearts cries for you, o' Palestine
~30th Oct, 2023
sunny
bay by day,
by night a show-
the luminal aqua
aglow
Luminous Lagoon -Jamaica
A phosphorus attack
(Squatter, ranch/station owner)
50 years ago the wild pigs were there in the thousands,
Aussie Squatters used to bait em, sap em,
with phosphorus, the louses?
A lethal dose was ~50 mg
Stopped dead without his trousers,
A side effect was the fire effect
Of long dead, old pig the browser.
Suddenly you would have a fire,
Phosphorus, was the poison,
Dead eagle hawks, and Foxes too,
Dingoes killed by poison.
Rabbit was killed with stricknine ,
With sweet plum jam, a treat,
Cos the master hated rabbit,
Cos drought left no grass to eat
Drought causes paranoia,
When it’s dying all around ya,
And the Dingoes are a howling ,
Foxes are eating Fowls, are.
The Shearers strike in Australia in 1891,
Got the Labor party going,
good wages then were won ,
Armed farmers fought the Shearers ,
Shearers jailed were often, some.
Old Shearer wanted payback ,
Upon the Squatter master, Jack,
So phosphorus in water,
by the shearer attack,
months after the deed the water dried
and fire flew up the building,
another shearing shed burns,
fire so bewildering
A phosphorus attack!
Don Johnson
Haunting
How Ye say my name.
Faintly,
Always I hear your voice.
You know me
As well as I used to know Thee.
Only now
Am I remembering
How we are bound eternally.
For Ye are truly
Not who made mine soul,
But the One
Who helped me become
A whole person of my own making.
Our souls always existed,
But it is You
Who have shaped us
Into who our souls are to this day.
From here on forth,
I shall always feel at peace
When I speak Thy name.
Your Divine flame
Shall someday free me
From this cage.
How much positive phosphorus is in a human body?
I hear the facts in tiny whispered scientific snatches
Stated by a biologist named Mr. John T. Roddy
Each of us has enough to make twenty-two hundred matches
in his sunset years he daily
traversed a mile to smile
waiting
w a t c h i n g
A L E R T
the lilt of phantomic voice to
O P E N his
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t
and B e l l {sSs}
serpentine a slither across
a languid lunar lake
nebula a backdrop floss
elegant as cobra s
n
AkE
a myriad dragonflies
led her to phosphorus
rock as home to hide
decipher sweet purpose
DIVINE
she circled it twice
to magnetic pluck
H E A R T s t r i n g S too tightly tense
on daisy dandelion bank
of Life’s River gurgling ¥$¥
tossing peb
bles with
all his
MIGHT ••••
mannekins attempting to serve
her manna between a cascade
of malachite crystals ***
**** + ***
her green tongue caught
its nourishing nutrients
she was
C H A M E L E O N
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