Short Chernobyl Poems

gnashed teeth
and battery flavored asbestos
& so open minded
that its fallen out
a Chernobyl sneeze
deteriorating
the gestalt...

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Earth Day takes another pounding
As Russia resumes confounding
Chernobyl still kills
What gives us the chills:
Lack of concern is astounding!...

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if i could
be a bird
i'd be
a titmouse

an indigenous freak
from places such as
Three Mile Island
Chernobyl and

Fukushima
a radiated breed
of mouse mixed
with a woman's breast...

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Hearts irradiated gasp
Neutrons scatter at the clasp
Architecture crumbles heaven
Kremlin scrambles level seven
Xeric tissue lacks retention
RNs wilting for Roentgen...

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Exodus in the dark: golden lioness stands
a tawny, brilliant edifice 
She is Chernobyl raising the doves.

Stone kamikaze follow me: into the fire:
my war. Tariff on my mother
Cubicle squares another suicide.

Do what you must, but reality
A misunderstood turn of phrase;
The inferno within us all....

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No Scars
No more wars
No soldiers
Let the battle fields be
Garden of flowers

haven’t we cried enough
how many have we lost? 
Fathers, sons, Mothers, daughters
The toll mounts
We kept scoring,
Never cared to keep count! 

We try to bury the unknowns story
Chernobyl, Bhopal, kansat, 
we cover ourselves in, fame, glory
aren’t we lost in our own selfish greed
Wearing crowns and precious reeds
let us bring back the humanity...

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Sunshine smile,
it Arctic enamel glows
Crescent grin tropical — 
Antarctica guile

A bright yellow corona skin
is so cold-fusion tan Chernobyl
As Dictator icy wind snow blow,
Democracy curvature bend

Creamy sweet coin promises 
of a silky, tubular tongue
Hanging from a lip bung,
monkey climbers can’t resist

Swing blade lo Banana Republic Appeal, 
it’s a Tyranny meal force fed
Gulag sweet fruit flavor med 
has a sick-o whet, ill monkeyshine feel...

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This Christmas Day I guess I’m gonna have to nibble jerky
Cos some bright spark just had a lark and went and named my turkey
So in the season when the snow is deep and crisp and even
How the hell am I supposed to feast upon my Stephen

And so I’ve got a brand new pet that’s given life a wobble
A pet that doesn't go cluck cluck cos turkeys gobble gobble
I try to find him pretty and ignore each wrinkly knobble
But he looks like a chicken that just got out of Chernobyl...

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