Stalingrad Poems - Poems about Stalingrad

...Zelensky: A Poem He looks like a simple soldier boy Who grins at life in pure joy. His beard gives him added weight His eyes look at you straight. He shoulders the weight of a nation Ready fo......Read More

... Putin's just started World War Three though if anyone had thought to ask me You could see it coming back in 2008 when he rolled over Georgia, then sat back to wait And the world stamped......Read More

...Britain used to war with France and then the USA, Allied with the Russian keeping Napoleon at bay 2 wars fought in 1812 Europe and North America all in all no one did better, all countries did ......Read More

... Sitting in the snow, I look at the holes in my boots. My toes are frozen solid as I stare at the winter sun that shines against my reddened face. I have no food, no ammunition, I have nothing but......Read More

... twiglets embrace as thorns and flowers prickly wreath draped on a resilient head a ......Read More

... He had taken the last train to Stalingrad. ´Join the Army and see the World´. The track of events unfolded when the tank chains came off. His brother had bombed Guernica with the Condor......Read More

...he remembers the autumn of 1942 when the troops moved forward before Stalingrad fell and winter crushed bodies and minds under fire tanks pulverizing soldiers and some falling by the wayside on......Read More

...Operation Barbarossa the panzers start to roll, Breaking out from Poland’s Baltic, towards Sevastopol, Ten million soldiers strong, go goose-stepping east, The Fuhrer’s Wehrmacht, alongside......Read More

...FOR LILYA You belong to the tragic Eastern skies fighting for your Motherland in your very own Yak 1 fighter plane. See you in my mind’s eye as you squint against the sun as g-forces hug you t......Read More

...ashes to ground ashes dust to biting dust birth to surrender no phoenix just crumbled trenches no cross on the grave blink of an eye kissed amulet ......Read More

... Rigor mortis shivered in frozen soil Four trumpeters bid a farewell to arms The flag was draped around the coffin Speeches salutes medals on uniforms The pastor clicked his heels in rev......Read More

...House for house wall for wall and crumb for broken crumb We fight like Stalingrad with nothing left to salvage For honour glory power and some ‘god’ or other Ypres Gallipoli Aleppo Damascu......Read More

... Rile up the rifling rowdies at the Red River rawhide rally A new Mustang Sally came rip-roaring muscling in from the lower Staten Island end of Stalingrad Treachery forged American mad......Read More

... The Champion Controlled by remote desires I trip the laurel fuse of longing ancestry My Mom had been chosen to compete diving from the high platform of Hitler’s mania for ‘Kraft’ ‘Freude’ liv......Read More

...the soldier. the pretty city girl. in a room of rust and patterned blood cover ash all in the riven air ash of city, ash of sacrifice, ash of soul "I came here a soldier. You have made a ......Read More