Life Nuclear Poems

Slowly drifting on a billowing cloud 
the languid liquids drench the underbelly
of the moons ethereal glow. 
The dreamscape transitions from 
dark to light.
Shockwaves shiver and...

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this death will be the life of me
patches in the sky
we used to call them clouds
before the bombs went off
and canopied us in a toxic...

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Anti-Poem — “Nuclear Noah”

i turned the white sidewalk extending to beverly boulevard 
my street teeming with oozing life the stilled human voices
the decades dead coming...

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Nothing to Lose?

I’ve got no money in the bank
Can’t afford to fill my tank
I haven’t got any property
I live in a town called poverty
I don’t...

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They taught us what to do if there's a bomb.
A big bomb.
A bomb they removed in a biopsy on a God
A big God
Scooped it out...

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Dear Fellow Poets, One and All
     As a lover and defender of freedom my whole life, I feel duty-bound to inform...

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Uncomfortable Truths About Wars

Lethal Thermobaric Bombs
Also known as vacuum bombs
Sucking the oxygen out of the air
For many miles. Nuclear and cluster bombs
And the worst of...

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Nuclear war

If there’s a nuclear war, please let me know
I’ll give the house a dust and let the parrot go
If there’s a nuclear war, I’ll...

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Tom stops his waltz to the dead,

tapered, and cream of the cram in his head-

he's always a-loft-

he's the maker of his next,

year by year,

danger by...

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New Mexico bears the burdens of its once-sleepy past--
when awakened to join the current century at last.
To give birth to the fledgling Atomic Age
It still...

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We harnessed the power of the sun
Created cells and life from nothing
Cloned and duplicated
The work of the Gods

Holding fire
And life
And death
In the palm of our...

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Independent laws, moral tune
Reserve applause, infernal loom
Creator clause, fatal monsoon

Turn tables above, summer bloom
Floweth love, beguiling June
Flying dove, impeccable croon

Abundant crime, seasonal doom
Existential times, big...

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An imaginative world is what your storytelling formed.
I was just three years old when you begin my learning.
Innateness developed and a destiny manifested;
although mom, you...

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I am the clown that determines who is to fall 
If I move those around me perish
a single twitch could be the switch from life...

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The sky is dark, 
              birds once flown  have gone forever...

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