O, to be a Cossack
to be always on the attack
Slice ‘em up, carve ‘em up
Never look back
Categories:
cossack, conflict, desire, destiny, war,
Form: Rubai
Bogdan Chmielnicki sits astride a horse
A magnificent statue in Central Kiev
To a monumental Ukrainian figure
A George Washtington-style liberator
He took it to the Poles in the 1600's
A lone Jew glances at Bogdan on his horse
Forgive him his disgust, of course, for
That Cossack and his army murdered
Nearly every Jew in Kiev -- on their way
To killing 600,000 Jews, one-third
Of the Jews then in Europe, during an
Unprecedented Reign of Terror...*
Leave Chmielnicki astride his horse
Let Ukraine celebrate Bogdan
~ without one ounce of remorse
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*Chmielnicki's Reign of Terror is known
by the abbreviation 'Tach v'Tat,' which is
short form for the Hebrew calendar year
corresponding to 1648-49. The Cossacks'
genocidal campaign lasted through 1660.
Categories:
cossack, celebration, dark, hero, history,
Form: Free verse
Today's a Jewish Holiday
that fell prey to history
'Cos unless you live in Israel, the Jewish Nation
You miss out on spectacular celebrations...
In Ancient Persia 'twas an evil man
The Emperor* put a ring on his hand
And said, Do with the Jews as you would
If you say so, they're no good
Mordechai the Jew won't bow down to you?
Then kill them all, women and children too
So wicked Haman wrote a contract on their lives
Copies sent to 127 nations -- they all arrived
How the decree was averted is an amazing story
Yet history texts all ignore its glory...
I suppose the authors are one and the same
As those who extol Bogdan Khmelnytsky's name**
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* The Persian Emperor's name was Xerxes 1, aka 'Ahasuerus'
**Starting in 1648, the Cossack Khmelnytsky led forces that
murdered nearly 50% of Europe's Jews, a greater percentage
than Adolf Hitler murdered during WW2. By all accounts, Mr.
Khmelnytsky was a vicious anti-Semite, hell-bent on genocide.
Categories:
cossack, appreciation, celebration, history,
Form: Couplet
American fawning pawn
wearing a king crown
How far down will you bow
to the Kremlin ground?
Peppermint kisses of appeasement
suit your licorice lips well
Shameless nude tongue abasement ...
snuggle close
to the Siberian imperial Impale
cloaked veil
Democracy pierced to the heart,
sold as a whore
for a few rubles more
Czar tissue formed on the orifice of freedom violation
Lady Liberty given over to suffer
vile degradation
by a leader butt bent and subservient
National security compromised —
prostituted for a marquee name display
Such servile, covetous billing ...
what price will Democracy pay
for the Gulag trick lay?
Adopted Cossack son,
holding the cipher keys to the kingdom,
stay bastardly submissive loyal
to your KGB domineering spy master
Getting a perverse thrill
when you hear the citizen cries
from the repeated dictatorial violations
Constitution issue gets no pardon —
Ruble khan decree:
execute the Little Caesar executive decision
Once the new czar tissue hardens,
how fast will the tyranny disease spread
from the lip dysentery infection transmission?
Categories:
cossack, allusion, metaphor, political, truth,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Born in the dead of winter,
under a pale Siberian moon
Thrust from the womb
by the throes of his mother’s death,
he took his first premature breath
Cursed carnivorous seed
from the Cossack line of Tubal-cain
Rusher
was his Magog given name
Raised to believe
that democracy was a disease
A western swine flu,
which made people delusional
Everyone believing they’re equal to the czar,
crazy thinking that challenged
the rule of the Cossack warrior clan
Only one man had the right to rule the land —
he who severed the bejeweled hand
that held the royal scepter
Rusher ...
the blood snow pentagram picked him
Now he patiently plots the fall of the broken kingdoms
of the west
Subversively making cyber calls
to create more civic unrest
Then sitting back to watch
the thread of democracy unravel
Become a tangled mess
Rusher ...
born to die a beastly death,
Got innocent blood dripping from the tongue
of his premature bruin’s breath
Categories:
cossack, bible, history, judgement, spiritual,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Limerick : Once a Cossack in tundra cassock
Once a Cossack in tundra cassock
Crept to spy on his wife : got a shock
She lay stooped in prayer
Without a stitch on her
Guess whose head was on the butcher’s block ?
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Categories:
cossack, humor, husband,
Form: Limerick
' 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 head pressure...
two weeks, two fingers pushing
into the lobe, bent back eyebrows,
head slicked fishlike, tongue numbed,
unable to unfurl, or save brain from
aneurism, burst bloodvessles
over unknown enemy land,
somewhere over graves, cossack soldiers,
dead over stolen hillfronts, battalions,
old anger unsettled on greenhills, wheat fields,
clouds now eye level.
Landed.
Categories:
cossack, travel,
Form: Free verse
A curio shoppe on the edge of Khartoum
on the edge of the world
on the cusp of our doom
smouldering incense
bade us come in
a cornucopia
whispered my friend
an aura of daydreams
dappled the air
a cyclone of chaos
strewn everywhere
antiquated cast a ways
cadence from a bygone day
a cossack in a dark burnoose
offered potions
swirled in juice
pomegranate grated fine
adrift in elderberry wine
the phantom laughed
a banshee sound
a scarab scuttled
'cross the ground
a bouyant vapor floated past
ambergris,a glowing glass
carousel of fantasy
castanets inside of me
I don't know how you found the door
wicker splintered
something more
then the wharf,
cerulean sea,
the coral moon
and we were free
in the boat I breathed a sigh
until I caught the
scarabs eye.
Categories:
cossack, adventure, imagination,
Form: Couplet