Short Golem Poems

unholy earth, dark with stein
unformed loam at birth;
a worded child of mud,

fingernail skinned blacklack eyes
peek out of a ball of wet slam,
a groundling that waves like a black branch

across the sleeping fields,
see a shadow under the cold grass,
near in sight under a crust of frost...

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From the seed I've grown
Looking up you have shown me
To live  life Ive known

form yet unmolded 
Clay to hand I unfolded
No golem just girl

With this you struggle 
You know the troubles of life
The sexes, trust love

You lead tender hand 
Held on with hope you lead me
Valleys dark and light....

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Golem war…go away!
You have worn out your welcome 
and over-fed, death’s belly;
as world leaders, 
have over-fed, on you.

A creation of evil minds;
brought you into being.
Voluntarily leave or better souls 
will take you out!

There was, is, can never be anything called…
”war on terror” 
and when you learn that humanity has tired of you; 
you too, will feel terror, 
of the kind that only peace can bring.
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He comes, a seaside golem,
walking like Frankenstein’s monster
because sand has filled the crack in his
behind, and his feet are shod in at least
two pounds of beach.
He carries his pail and shovel.

“Mommy, I have fun!” he chirps.

And I love him in spite of his sandy behind,
in spite of the leaden feet
and the grit in his hair,
in spite of the fact that I know who’ll be
removing the sand.

I love him because he’s my golem,
and, well, he had fun....

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