Putin’s War Room

by Irene Fowler, Contributor



“The International Criminal Court has now launched an investigation into actions in Ukraine at the request of 39 countries. This is an important step in the global condemnation of the Russian invasion.

“Individual states, the European Union and the African Union have been lining up to condemn Russian president Vladimir Putin. Leaders, including Prime Minister Boris Johnson, have already accused Putin of war crimes while backing the ICC’s investigation.”

– Catherine Gegout, University of Nottingham


To read Irene’s new poem “Putin’s War Room” click:



Putin’s War Room

by Irene Fowler

Putin’s war room; a siberian dungeon of terror, barbarity, ghouls and gloom
A jumbled, sooty, murky, surgical theatre; operating to spread, death, disease and destruction
An iniquitous boudoir, incubating, one man’s illogical, ignoble, impossible dream
An assembly hall, for the planning of heinous atrocities and war crimes.

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Putin’s war room; not unlike a wild, frenzied, unmanaged zoo
Jungle law, and fierce, feral tactics, on fearsome and ignominious display
Human bodies, minds, and souls; dragged, ransacked, shredded, rent asunder
Flesh, devoured by insatiable, pitiless, fanged, cruel, dogs of war.

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Putin’s war room; a dark, dank, putrescent, radioactive abattoir
Covered, wall-to-wall and floor-to-ceiling, in innocent blood
A malodorous slaughterhouse, devoid of safe or humane, corridors of escape
Butchers; chest-deep in rivers of human carnage, victims; shackled, hoisted and bled.

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Putin’s war room; an inner chamber of horrors, dedicated to the affliction of agony, anguish and torment
Lacking any vestiges of kind, charitable or compassionate, human accoutrements
Its evil design and plan, the brainchild of an ungodly, monstrous, architect and craftsman
A monument to discord and nihilism; showcasing the zenith of man’s inhumanity to man.

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Putin’s war room; a netherworld cathedral and shrine, devoted to tyrannical madness and subversion
High masses offered over the smoke of incense, rising from burnt, charred, sacrificial victims of war
Ministering priests, each a one-eyed cyclops, in hellish garb, stand watch over the idolatrous, profane altar
Declare every day of innocent death a victory; sacrosanct and holy.

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Putin’s war room; a music arena, pledged to dark, ominous funeral marches, and mournful dirges
Interwoven with Putinesque vile threats, lies, disinformation and propaganda
A recording studio, of the cacophonous shrieks, wails, screams, cries and pleas of mothers and children
Hellish sounds, amplifying the sinister mania of Pied-Piper-Putin; world’s-most-evil, maestro.

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Putin’s war room; akin to Shelley’s Frankensteinian laboratory
‘A workshop of filthy creation, birthing an abhorred monster and fiend’
‘The tortures of hell are too mild a vengeance for thy crimes. Wretched devil!’
As he threatens to extinguish the spark of all forms of planetary life, by nuclear extinction.


© 2022 by Irene Fowler

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Nona Blyth Cloud has lived and worked in the Los Angeles area for the past 50 years, spending much of that time commuting on the 405 Freeway. After Hollywood failed to appreciate her genius for acting and directing, she began a second career managing non-profits, from which she has retired. Nona has now resumed writing whatever comes into her head, instead of reports and pleas for funding. She lives in a small house overrun by books with her wonderful husband.
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