"typhus" poems - Hello Poetry

Army men City girls Turned nurse Hands held over Slowly-contaminating Breaths Mason jar IVs Cleansing white Handkerchiefs Masks Yellow on white Death in the air Blood in my mouth Hair Lungs-everywhere No new people In months. We know what it is. We have Typhus And it's not going away Until it has ****** the breath from all of us Until we are all dead 6 feet under The ground

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Apr 1, 2015

Apr 1, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC

marisa-lu-makil

Typhus Camp

Army men City girls Turned nurse Hands held over Slowly-contaminating Breaths Mason jar IVs Cleansing white Handkerchiefs Masks Yellow on white Death in the air Blood in my mouth Hair Lungs-everywhere No new people In months. We know what it is. We have Typhus And it's not going away Until it has ****** the breath from all of us Until we are all dead 6 feet under The ground

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1 we ran outside gathering the hailstones before they could return to rain 2 spring thunder storms refreshed the runoff ponds the spring peepers chorus chirps 3 soon, to be Indra, Lord of Heaven, the God of War as well as Storms and Rainfall, starter of war a war which shall engulf the planet and perish all 4 in solid, ice which shall melt and drown the littoral lands lands peopled in the billions and so shall follow disease plague typhus dysentery death in its many shapes and sizes 5 in drops flows from your eye 6 according to religion holy water

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May 11, 2012

May 11, 2012 at 10:27 AM UTC

john-mahoney

forms of water

1 we ran outside gathering the hailstones before they could return to rain 2 spring thunder storms refreshed the runoff ponds the spring peepers chorus chirps 3 soon, to be Indra, Lord of Heaven, the God of War as well as Storms and Rainfall, starter of war a war which shall engulf the planet and perish all 4 in solid, ice which shall melt and drown the littoral lands lands peopled in the billions and so shall follow disease plague typhus dysentery death in its many shapes and sizes 5 in drops flows from your eye 6 according to religion holy water

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20th Century dawn. Typhus Virus took human shape, was named 'Typhoid Mary', infected and killed many. Perhaps deadly microbes believe like her, 'We are harmless'. 1st September,2017.

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Sep 1, 2017

Sep 1, 2017 at 10:00 AM UTC

sumit-ganguly

How Microbes Feel

20th Century dawn. Typhus Virus took human shape, was named 'Typhoid Mary', infected and killed many. Perhaps deadly microbes believe like her, 'We are harmless'. 1st September,2017.

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Anne Frank I am ANNE FRANK I liek kissing bois And touchin them I have a sweet secret SWEET SWEET SECRET The gas tastes nice So does typhus fever It smeels liek chicken It smeels like Anne Frank up in this torture chamber

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Apr 15, 2019

Apr 15, 2019 at 10:46 AM UTC

ThatDumbKid

Anne Frank

Anne Frank I am ANNE FRANK I liek kissing bois And touchin them I have a sweet secret SWEET SWEET SECRET The gas tastes nice So does typhus fever It smeels liek chicken It smeels like Anne Frank up in this torture chamber

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My heart of papier mache, dissolved in tears. From tired days and wearied years. Angelic writing, I read her line. An Enchanted diary. I just felt our souls, intertwine. Here's to a life, without expiry. I thought about how lost I was. High, on a cosmetic buzz. I heard her voice all around. Then, I heard it resound. But how was that? she's not alive, She died of typhus, spring of 1945.

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Dec 13, 2018

Dec 13, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC

klaus-1

Spring Typhus

My heart of papier mache, dissolved in tears. From tired days and wearied years. Angelic writing, I read her line. An Enchanted diary. I just felt our souls, intertwine. Here's to a life, without expiry. I thought about how lost I was. High, on a cosmetic buzz. I heard her voice all around. Then, I heard it resound. But how was that? she's not alive, She died of typhus, spring of 1945.

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