Chernobyl Poems - Poems about Chernobyl

...After the doomsday clock struck midnight... a blizzard of blinding demoniacal highly radioactive fueled banshees (analogous to a bajillion barenaked ladies raging against the machine) barreled......

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...How could I exist like this? Get out of my head and on your knees For another way to worship Don’t wait on me, I haven't conquered anything yet My times a soldier with a leaking social battery ......

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...Honey Locust Trees, perched precariously on Ledges lost amid ruptured chasms of evil Ant hills, protruding fistfuls of grapefruit-sized Giant ants suffering remnants within sight of Chernobyl, i......

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...Anguish in the Rain A dream coming towards true manifestation A scream from the north of my past life commiserations My spleen venting forth through my expressive incantations A green man disto......

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...The Limerick, Pennsylvania Nuclear power plant siren wailed yesterday at 1400 hours December the fourth and probably broadcast further east, west, south and north. That shrill ear-piercing e......

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...Cherub's unfurled fingers faithfully extend to his fallow fringe hung from a chest made firm by suede, sweat and rain. Chernobyl blue irises mimic April '86 radiation, dessimating her......

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...BUTCHER PETE In the vault below lies the mince, of butcher Pete Got dragged into a meat processor by the soles of his feet. RADIOACTIVE SCUM The Russian soldiers......

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...ENVIRONMENT BLUES Extra, extra have you heard the news? all the world has got environment blues They’re moving through the forest and ripping up the trees Swimming in the ocean means dodging th......

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...Earth Day takes another pounding As Russia resumes confounding Chernobyl still kills What gives us the chills: Lack of concern is astounding!......

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...Dear Fellow Poets, One and All As a lover and defender of freedom my whole life, I feel duty-bound to inform you, just in case you missed it, that the unthinkable has now happened. Russi......

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...The Waiting Room I can not think straight, and the crooked thoughts that invade my heart... tear it slowly to pieces. Grief, a drop of pain that continues, like acid to seep deeper, ......

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...Poems about Poets VI beMused Michael R Burch Perhaps at three you'll come to tea, to have a cuppa here? You'll just stop in to sip dry gin? I only have a beer. To name the greats: P......

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...State of the Art (III) These are my "ars poetica" poems: the ones about the art and craft of writing poetry in a modern world that doesn't always recognize the artists or their work. Come ......

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...Poems about Poems IV The Toast by Michael R. Burch For longings warmed by tepid suns (brief lusts that animated clay), for passions wilted at the bud and skies grown desolate and gray, for......

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... Sunshine smile, it Arctic enamel glows Crescent grin tropical — Antarctica guile A bright yellow corona skin is so cold-fusion tan Chernobyl As Dictator icy wind snow blow, Democra......

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