Gulag Poems - Poems about Gulag

Something Left Over

...It must have been made
and rejected
in times grinding gears –
a knobby irregularity,
a leftover of smelt and dross.

This is all there is
a gobbet of oven clinker,
but behind it I sense crack...

Happy Nu Ya!

...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!"...

Under leaden skies where shadows gather

...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...

Have You Been?

...
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...

Dream Approach

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

The Bones of a Forest

...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...

Iceberg

...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...

The Evil Within

...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 ...

Brush Strokes

...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...

Dribbling In the Gulag

...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...

Winter Palace

...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...

After Serving Six Long Hard Years At Methacton State Penitentiary

...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 
...

In Our Hearts and Prayers

...“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...

Acquiescence Begets Hegemony

...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...

Over and Under

...
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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