Best Poland Poems

Snow falls on the brittle leaves of birch trees,
their branches miraculously overlooked by the December wind.
It makes a sound like the marching feet of scary Germans rushing through Poland.

Snow, mixed with freezing rain, 
falls hard on the roof of an unheated barracks in Auschwitz,
filled with...

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Luella May Poland

1907-1922

The ocean sings my sad refrain.

Sings as the lapsing afternoon 

Turns to twinkling twililight.

It sings the polyphonic notes and harmonies

Of a life at once wondrous and magical

And then tragic.

The soft but harsh music of ebb and flow

Of loving, living and then, simply dying.

It...

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' Me & my pal Ginsberg arrive in Poland, now more artisticly able from coffee-blood and sleep deprivation. I hear him say: "If you can speak your heart, speak, but make sure you do it with style; give each word a signature" '

We descend, 
the...

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An Indonesian flag is a Polish flag upside down.
The capital of Jakarta is a long way from Warsaw town.
On the islands of Sumatra, Java, and Borneo,
sauerkraut and kielbasa is something they don’t know.
Has the average Indonesian ever heard of Thaddeus Kosciusko?
Does anybody know a good...

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A steam locomotive
rusted to tracks lies
in a ditch to bury
A kousa on a yard sale, final;
B&B rotted with soil pouring forth,
the roots exposed no longer able
to absorb the sweet life flowing
from the nozzle.

The sky turned blue 
and the air was nipped.
The door was closed to...

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camped out behind
the baltic sea 
the making of me
washes up apon
blood soaked stones 
of cunning tides
behind the vacant 
graves apon our
burial ground 
silence abode
all movement
abroad...

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LORD, I humbly greet Thee who got me up, gifted me another DAY
God in THREE PERSONS: Father, Son, Spirit, I love Thee as YOU first loved me
I have a prayer list, and "P" countries, for YOU Creator, Sustainer, HEALER
Yet, "adoration" is the FIRST STEP (one...

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Frozen chaos painted the widows
pristine sky blue seen through ice
icicle patterns spirals and swirls

We opened the door and stepped outside

“Jesus it’s cold” your breath the only cloud

Upon the fields of snow
no footprint touched
the freezing glitter on its surface

Sunrise pink, day-glow iridescent
the forest of silver-birch trunks
caught...

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Humanity is destined to dissolve
when fear consumes the minds of timid kings.
Such pandering lets lunacy evolve
and impotence is forced to face its sting.
An evil wind, with blustering conceit,
embarks to stage aggressions at your gate,
‘tis but a ruse arranged with clear deceit
to validate a rationale for...

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For soon the rains of destiny will fall
as innocence capitulates its soul.
Aggression sealed your fears within a wall
to let disease and hunger take their toll.
Your rank-and-file dissolved into the night
with nary whisper echoing their names,
‘tis mortal hate that nourishes the blight
as ethnic cleansing fueled the...

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Poland’s shopping center in crooked house,
Showplace of Sopot, fairytale, right Klaus?
A crazy look.
Shop with books.
Where I bought my favorite blue blouse....

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A blitzkrieg wipes your innocence away
and only heaven’s hand can help you now.
Your counterparts lie trepid to the fray,
for they can sense the wolfen on the prowl.
Oh dear Poland, there’ll be no recompense
as death, unbridled, sweeps across your soil,
‘tis merely hate, disguised as self defense
for...

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