Nature Holocaust Poems

I swat mosquitoes
smash flies -- 
not because I hate them

just what they do

the pernicious nature
of their existence

assisting their evolution

helping them to
come back as a 
higher...

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On one of the myriad bays
along the Maine coast. Keep the holocaust
at bay I said to Dave because
you’ll spend all day gathering
2,000 calories and still...

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a procession

shadowed ravens watch 
depressive day turns
the winds bring Frost 

Skelton branches clutch 

Ghosts dance after the fall 
The procession crawls 
To the point of...

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A Reliquary Musing
 
A child’s doll melded into a stone in a former Nazi Death Camp
as its chilling image haunts the collective mind of those...

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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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I’ve recited this a trillion times 
now I utter one single word, 
but in code,

Not through amnesia or illness of any kind 
Moreover because I...

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To residents of Tarnow who perished or were forced into exile during WWII

I'm walking towards the palace.
Not long ago
a prince used to live there.
The sun...

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The everyday project is to continue the extreme task of survival
waking up every morning to the bad reality that it may be the last
holding unto...

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Mountain Forests
Driving through the vast forests
Of Central Oregon 
Through the wall of trees
I imagine them talking to me 

The trees are whispering 
Dark satanic rituals...

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Days start
The bee likes to chase a chicken, hen
Especially one that's in the rickrack bend
As love shudders at the scary flowers
Nature animals leave running from...

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The Seconds 

[Excerpts]

 
(c) 2019, Anita Lerek
 
 
 
Section 1/4

First Generation - Before the Holocaust 

 
Lvov, Poland 1930s.  Mother, you were a...

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Plutonium ensures growth.
More Plutonium, more growths.

Fewer bombs increase the risk of unemployment.
More bombs increase the risk of employment.

Bombs for peace.
More bombs, more pieces.

Bombs to profit...

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Thank you Sweet Lord
For this wonderful day
The comfort I slept in
The bed where I lay
My faith in my waking
Was never in doubt
Your Love in abundance
I’m...

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This doodling Yankee (boot noah dandy) 
doth newt lack chutzpah, 
tries to finagle Fitbit fitting figurative footwear, 
that ideally Fitzhugh 
like custom made glove snugly,...

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Words For Those With No Voice

For every pair of shoes
All the burnt bones and woes
In the millions, in the mud
All died alone

Starving of food and...

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