Holocaust Flower Poems

Have you read Pavel Friedmann's "The Butterfly"?
I discovered it in a Children's poem book
he only rhymes with the words "high" and "goodbye"
its imagery gives the...

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Rocky

Rock is not a racehorse, 
he is a tiny Billy goat. 
He thinks he is much larger
than he really is. 
One day, 
he will be...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Some days never seem to change.
Someday always was the same.
Our yesterdays will never rearrange.
Was today's spark tomorrow's flame?

Someday blue skies were bluer.
Any day the sun...

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Azalea plant, so baby new and blooming.
Bluebell flowers, quietly looming.
Carnations, the flowers of the dance.
Daffodils, in memory of the lost in the Holocaust.
Evening Primrose, so...

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I died beside her departure
Railroad tracks empty
Bloodless heart
Ashes black...

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I was taught by   my father to be obedient in the dense forest to save the individuals trees, stop destruction to plantation. I...

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Appointment to have organ removed by robot-assisted surgeon.
Air-conditioned, no mosquitoes in the OR. When you arrive
You'll remove all your clothes. Naked before the ladies, nurses
Who...

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Not like a figwort but not an aster, either. Could he be a buttercup
with sepals, no petals, but sepals like petals? Alan is a bluebeech,
an...

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streamlining trough the objections life presents
the flower had a leaf but it repents
sunshine through thou darkness while we blend
the mixer destroys the suspect
hopping hop-hop
raining down...

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