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Short Irradiated Poems

Short Irradiated Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Irradiated by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Irradiated by length and keyword.


Chernobyl Gases
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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Categories: irradiated, dark, death, health, power, science, water, wind,
Form: Free verse



Times End Age
After the stoned and stoning age
The iron axe head fell
Steam fizzled out
Electricity waved hello
TV leeched onto something in our psyche
Space seemed a chore
Nuclear scared us to our irradiated core
PC took over
AI looking over its morality shoulder
Now this age of unseen smiles
government counting death by percentages
sorry not to put at ease
maybe its the end of these...

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Categories: irradiated, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Lumens
Irradiated in corner rooms; they talk in sun drenched whispers,
Neath the sullen pines they lurk among the void
Hope
Less
This varies, but they see the light shining down; touch forehead, look down.
Assuage the lot of them fears,
Pray
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This varies, but they see the light of his crown; the absolute, the unknown
Who knows a lot of their fears,
Affliction
Lit fire burns those left behind.
Peace...

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Categories: irradiated, faith, life, light, light,
Form: Free verse
My Shadow
My non-irradiated chum 
A lifelong silent companion
That’s with me wherever I go
This faceless image called shadow.
It mimics each movement I make
Regardless asleep or awake.
There are times in a darkened night
There’s no shadow from lack of light
Although it seems to disappear
At break of dawn it reappears.
A wife I most love and adore
The love of my life I am sure
Can never be with certainty
Close as my shadow is to me....

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Categories: irradiated, introspectionlove,
Form: Couplet
The Buddha
In the verdant sarcophagus of night
his pale, lifeless eyes unfocused
in a clearing irradiated by a cold beam

---the sitting Buddha

where he sits the forest dies
the grass withers

His pale light blinds me
So I write in inky darkness

But i cannot fathom him
or embrace with my eyes
his silhouette

In the crucible of morning
the sun rises like a flock of golden doves
but i cannot embrace the racing arc of dawn

Though through the viridian canopy
---shimmering coins...

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Categories: irradiated, family, father, father son,
Form: Free verse




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