Childhood World War Ii Poems

As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11...

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Fists so clenched
Face so red
Spit hitting my face
Was it something I said

I shouldn’t have touched your books
You’re worthless
You’re nothing
But I just wanted to look
You’ll never...

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Waiting on the line cos there’s nothing else left to do.
Waiting for the time when we share the ground with you.

Words, meanings, thoughts are blind...

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World War II Poems and Holocaust Poems V - Ber Horvitz, Yitzkhak Viner, Franta Bass

Der Himmel
"The Heavens"
by Ber Horvitz
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

These skies
are...

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In our neighborhood during the second world war
At the side of each house were a porch and a door.
And, believe it or not, it was...

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I was seven years old when began World War Two
And eleven became by the time it was through.
I have vague recollections of things when that...

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Ages ago bygone childhood delighted 
   especially Florida (sunkist) grandpa
Harris (Aaron) indulged jais nais sais quois 
   kibitizing lovingly, mirthfully
naturally offering...

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INSIDE D DAY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


The weather is really lousy rained all day
I’m so nervous and edgy, I’m learning to pray
We are prepped and ready to...

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I've walked up and down the rows; skipped a few, then went back to look
Since I was seven, this ritual continues; A routine going on...

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