Short Massacre Poems
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Moscow massacre...
Haitians, Houthis and Hamas...
Violence all round...
The world we've inherited
is hell in a handbasket.
victory was a hope
never again make war
never massacre and invade
never bombard
always negotiate
remain pure by peace
be love forever
Inspired by Gregory.R.Bardens blog this morning
warped minds and hatred
the massacre of thousands ~
hells fires awaits them
It's time
To bring back
The days
Weeks
Months
We spent locked in combat
It's time
To wade through
The bones
Lungs
Hearts
That still yearn for you
Trump Should Be Hiding
What Trump should do is be hiding;
Not taunting Kim and him deriding;
Word massacre,
It may occur;
Into pieces our country is dividing.
Jim Horn
For you who fund
our pain and grief
Zzzzz is sleep
For us
Zzzzzz is certain death
we are bombed because you sleep
The silence
a massacre unfolding
Zionists rejoicing
We suffocate the light and let the darkness in.
We massacre our angels to let our demons win.
So afraid of knowing where our purpose lies.
We'll find ourselves where the darkness dies.
Whoever killed Our Jesus
Son Of God
Now has a killing machine.
Copyright © March 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
i am a beautiful massacre
i am the beautiful massacre
i am the sacrifice in blood
i am the silent fall of blood drops
i am in death.
I am the beauty of suicide
I begin where i end,
I am
The Beautiful Massacre
Vultures in circle
Dust trails seen in the distance
Sand Creek Massacre *¬
One hundred and sixty souls
Now just feathers in the wind
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/indigenous-americans-2.php
in the
violent street
blood is flowing
i dont
have questions
answers are cooked
clotted blood from
the wound
of
a
toy gun
platelets aggregated
is
the answer
massacre in education
bombs are the law
i
have
an answer
Form:
The man who starts a war is playing with fire
He is no better than a killer for hire
His only purpose is to destroy anyone who gets in his way
By Murdering more and more people with each passing day
A massacre to acquire a filthy desire
A number of centuries ago
In 1692, in a place called Glencoe
Where a massacre took place
And the Clan Campbell lost face
When neighbours were sometimes your foe
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-4.php
Listen to poem:
(Another childhood or teen years poem.)
Newsprint small talk
in Mediocrity's lead pot
rustles and gossips while,
splashed spectacularly across
the speckled page of
Society's intellect,
a murder making column one
hides the hushed massacre
of minds.
As i lay my head to sleep
I hear a sound, a scratch, a creep
A fall outside my bedroom door
Then silence, the sound exists no more
Again i hear a steady caw
A crow, as though, to something saw
Awake was i, for as i sit
Asleep in thought, my throat was slit
Form:
In the name of blade;
He summons a bloody pot.
In the name of love;
He worships a lushy lash.
Shonen was a beloved.
Swords swore the worst words,
chanting love lived in limp pride.
Yay! No more hatred.
Shonen threw it blissfully.
Uncapslock mass massacre
Stings of weapons and jungle on fire
Attack lowland gorillas, wailing
Hemmoraging… with cubs on the run,
This massacre to kill nature’s tribe
Pray tell, who is man…who is the beast?
Contest: Skat's In 5 lines or less #1
9 syls per line
11/2/2015
If you thought killer clowns were fun
Chainsaw Massacre Easter Bunny is right up your plate
If you like Stephen King novels and are not fearful,
You are really going to like CMEB
Come on down, I scream to my neighbor
Don’t be such a chicken.
Get out of that tree!
Ravagers of Poesy,
spear points of denial
Mongol hordes of fancied verse,
spewing dense and vile
Free words they herd together,
to drive toward a cliff
Trampled once they hit the ground
—by verbal hippogriffs
(Buffalo Jump-Sheridan Wyoming: July, 2019)
Celestial things massacre time
with their importance
Like Carlos Santana playing
‘Black Magic Woman’
Earthly things embody the moment
within their transformation
The caterpillar—the butterfly,
the wood before the fires glow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
Rushing rhymes with ahs and ers
adjust near rhymes on the first and third
spelling errors which mass occur
Murder grammar
Massacre
Screw it nailed it
Insecurities
Fail threw fell quick
Is no more one piece
Hearing death
The heavy breathe
Here but left
Wait sits wreathe
(in reference to 9/11)
Over Manhattan arose quite an alarm
When al-Quaeda on AMERICA dropped its bomb
Causing to the surrounding Vicinity, much harm
While awakening Old Glory from her Usual calm
With Us, having to say, for Our Citizens, the 23rd Psalm
It was, by far, the worse Massacre, since Vietnam
beware the dark night
zombies lurk to snatch raw flesh --
blood oozing on nails
in macabre hours--
spiked claws rip heart valves
for howling carnage
say all your prayers
before chainsaws rupture heads--
massacre starts, now
Contest of Tracie: Spooky 'Ku
by nette onclaud
We are doomed
We will kill each other
It's reasonable to assume
We all will fall, one after another
We slaughter the trees
Massacre the animals
Cause we feel these are needs
To not be cannibals
Now I won't go on trying to prove
How we are so doomed, because it's no use to you
we are screwed.
Battling the page,
Writers block at the brink.
Assassinated words,
Hemorrhage colored ink.
Rivers of ink flow,
From a massacre of words.
Stanzas of pain, grace the page,
Like of flock of olden birds.
Ballpoint swords strike:
In written catastrophe.
A stained battlefield resides,
With bloody poetry.