Gulag Poems - Poems about Gulag

...I tiptoed near the gulag This eve of new year. The gulag Gagged like a grave yard. I stooped And waited. Midnight Ungagged the gulag. I grinned At the gust of "hapi nu ya!"......

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...Under leaden skies where shadows gather, We look back at the great tragedy of the ages, Since the Enlightenment, we admire the shattered dreams, Where optimists, as architects of false hopes, Hav......

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... Have you been Hiking the Quiraing trail on the isle of Skye? watching golden eagles as they fly by? Have you been Hiking through fields of paintbrush on Mount Hood? From Trillium Lake to Timb......

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...the ghost mind is a curious space a gulag held in wire haunted huntress, somber sky coldest winter sun defy Cossack, Hessian shadow churn maze of madness, memory burn strung from stars fur......

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...Written: September 29, 2023 ____________________________________________________________ Walking through the corridors of my dream, Down the boulevard of anguish, it seems, Breathin......

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...The bones of a forest are stripped clean by the ocean and strewn on her shores. The sun-bleached wooden cemetery leaves a somber impression on the morning scavenger of shells, who meanders in the gr......

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...12/7/22 All over the map Can't stay on track Still inside a shack Drinking yak While it's pitch black Listening for the sound of a songbird Not living long term Still taking a wrong tur......

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...Within the heart of everyone There lurks an evil mystery. Undermining good intentions, Spurring on to malefaction. God declares, our hearts are wicked, defiled by sin and selfishness. Yet in ......

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...Brush strokes The sky this afternoon had odd clouds looked like icebergs floating on pink air The seagulls took refuge on my terrace. A grey wolf with a leg of lamb scratched on the door......

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...A drug smuggling dribbler is in a pickle Commie Lebron is acting quite fickle she should rot in a gulag with this self-oppressed snob until they choke on the hammer and sickle......

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...It's cold at night in the winter palace In fact,it's cold in the day With the chill of regret,and the frost of the heart that's froze disappointment in place Where once I basked in illusor......

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...After serving six long hard years at Methacton State penitentiary... as mini reunion number XLV fast approaches Saturday, April 30th, 7:00 pm until 10:00 pm at The Trappe Tavern, 416 West ......

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...“If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the l......

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...Acquiescence begets hegemony... Think Putin whose forename Vladimir translates as great power, whose singular minded aim after lobbing bombs into second-largest country by area in Europe afte......

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... Melanin lamentation It appears to be the color of dread Locked in is a private penal profiteering feeling Black site has a plantation clandestine skin Making abolition voices invisibl......

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