Long Mutely Poems

World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems - VI - Chaim Nachman Bialik, Erich Fried

After My Death
by Chaim Nachman Bialik
translation by Michael R. Burch

Say this when you eulogize me: 
Here was a man—now, poof, he's...

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My auntie came to visit when I was three, but nearly four.
    I proudly and lovingly wore her name gifted to me, a sweet legacy.
       I...

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Inxs of poison from iron maiden scorpion mamma and ac/dc charged aries papa

Although gainfully unemployed 
(fate now finds me receiving 
social security disability – 
for approximately 
the last baker's dozen years -
the yeast divine intercession...

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Eyes of an angel, those wondrous eyes of compassion
a fairytale told in story books, fiction
How did it materialize into reality..magic
How can I possibly describe my affection...but I'd rather not
I'm only a fool, a stupid fool...
Here...

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The Psychiatrist


You make pleasant YouTube videos about things that you learned 
From books, countless courses, trainings
And what you heard from others.
And chiselled and smoothed your voice
So that it is as warm and pleasant
As synthesised music.
And...

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Enough Angelina, drop the bouquet of harebells.  
The flowers wilt as your graying hands stiffen. See, how grave
is our newborn son. We gift him a black crêpe layette.
Say Darling Edward, say, Golubushka, make me...

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In A Suburban Paradise

I was to spend hours on my bed 
writing short stories in 1967;
with my left leg dangling over the left side, 
I sat on the right leg,
like I was some nosy bird...

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Blanketing the earth in a frosty glistening
Beckoning to the heart – wonders so breathtaking,
Lifting the spirits with flakes like glitter, lustrous
Silence, gentling the thoughts and the scene,
Where feelings flood the night with soft and tender
Lights,...

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Malignant gangrenous political cancer
corrupts, festers, and poisons United States,
thus opposition cannot wait,
especially since Gospel in accordance

with feeble minded Donald Trump
implemented wrought ugly trait,
particularly obliteration, sans progressive
human rights legislation

more or less pronounced positive
in every L ionized...

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Now the enemy is a vague foggy ghost
brought so readily and intimately to the forefront
those well-known unknown faceless pernicious enough
a hidden host in a wanted posters photograph
come they have to invade your homes
to run their...

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To my dear Mom,
I’m writing this letter
A lone entreaty to forgive my sins
So far what I misdemean and you wept mutely
Yet you never moaned and you never whomped
All the way you consoled by the warmth...

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Living happy and content
is to celebrate the lilt of life
a treasure gifted by God.

We join the celebration happily
with gifts wrapped nicely
in flashy wrappers designed to capture
the eyes and to enrobe crafted pieces
of our unclad hearts...

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Matthew O' Harris Ease A "FAKE" Irishman

Since adopting the guise
of Norwegian bachelor farmer,
I may as well fabricate genetic stock
lock, and barrel linkedin to Celtic legend.

Sentimentalism invariably swelled me bosom
regarding how grown former bonny lad,
essentially mutely...

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Let me tell you a story on a midnight journey,
To a crematorium, through an undergrowth ferny; 
At my age between sixteen to seventeen,
In nineteen seventy eight; with a dusky scene; 
A time, when, young and...

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Malignant gangrenous political cancer
     corrupts, festers, and poisons United States,
     thus opposition cannot wait,
especially since Gospel in accordance

     with feeble minded Donald Trump
...

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bohemian rhapsody parades
     amidst greensward moored
erupting profusely toward cerulean skies
     ushered with invisible rip cord
this Earthling self assigned to an (elder)
     box office...

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no one saw it coming they never do
the phone poles were giving off sparks
dogs began to howl birds flocked to the sky
A Plymouth hubcap of immense proportions
quivered and droned in the air over the capitol
television...

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a runner Looking for His Jumpy Curly Stringy Fluffy Dog--





                     a    ...

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(Jodhpur is a beautiful, cultural, historical city in Rajasthan, India. This poem is all
about Jodhpur from her mouth as she told).


Left behind her beamish days of time of life, her days of girlhood…
Left behind her...

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HONEST CHEATING 
At dady's home,
I grew up in few days,
Seems childhood was in a haze,
Hence it forked me up to teenage.

Oh! I miss the time when I had time,
Time to pluck mangoes and berries, 
Time...

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LITTLE DIME

An audible and humanly painful sound
Is left by the dime in a small tin box.
The echo of its poverty hovers in the air
As a constant warning to the world.
If the dark shadows of solitude
Would...

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Inclined on the divan with a book,  in my room, I was all alone,
Wrapped in a quilt tucked around my feet, the wind’s moan….
In  the cold gusty afternoon sun – casting its timid...

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January:
Journey into an another Era
with many aims still raw
begins with a Jaunty January
into a heart throbing journey.
 
February:
Flower in fine fields flow
into a stream and film of rows
It is the quite Freezy February
welcomes us with...

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In the labyrinth of the mind, where shadows dance on the walls of consciousness,
I see humanity ensnared in the web of its own impotence, a sea of unripe souls,
Floating on waves of incomplete reason, clinging...

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In a world where the secretive shawl of night descends slowly,
And the sun, bashful, has retreated, incandescent wholly,
Imagine that in the celestial veil, tender you enfold me,
And I, like a leaf in the wind, let...

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