Clone Poems - Poems about Clone

...Day 1: Indistinguishable from the next Yet placed in a pocket Decisions made to be kept Yet I feel I give nothing For I am a stone after all It's my life's work To ponder my worth So tiring ......Read the rest...

...SPECIAL AGENT ALAN KING FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION CHICAGO FIELD OFFICE I ALWAYS KNEW SOMETHING WAS OFF WITH ALAN I MEAN AFTER ALL HE WAS ACTUALLY WORKING FOR WANNABE MOBSTERS CIRO GARGANO WHO T......Read the rest...

...CRISIS TEAM : HELLO WE ARE HERE TO HELP AGENT BROWN: I AWAKEN EVERY NIGHT IN TOTAL FEAR FOR MY SAFETY AFTER WEARING WIRES PREGNANT BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS FEARING FOR MINE AND MY CHILDREN LIVES ......Read the rest...

...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 medal information this resulted in her arriving with a gunman to ......Read the rest...

...Come sleepy child, leave your toys alone; voices hush their sound... no sigh they can clone! Your bed is made of softness, there dreams take you to Heaven; dream of angels, dreams of stars.........Read the rest...

... While wishing to enter the poetry contest, I scan the page of PS with intent and interest. Many topics I find challenging and fairly fascinating, the submission requirement even more interesti......Read the rest...

..."It's like an Agatha Christie mystery where the tail is the head," ... by Poet. Since when do shadows privy forward, wealth measured lead imbue the Sun's light, none be the tray of h......Read the rest...

...If you are going to clone a clown you need a giant test tube. This was stated by my ignoramous of a cousin, we call Rube. He ordered the biggest one that a Prime truck could deliver. I believe I w......Read the rest...

...The crescent moons of the auburn sky The acid rain clouds dance, purple, by The air it stings as I respirate A strange howling noise as the storms berate This tempestuous land, a million clic......Read the rest...

...In a land where shadows linger long, A tale unfolds of a people's song. Apartheid's chains, a cruel embrace, Enslaved hearts in a divided space. Kindred souls, with no love for gold, Living live......Read the rest...

... Deep in the forest, where gnarly trees grow There's a kingdom called Poetry, where verses never cease to flow Anyone could challenge for the throne who had poetic skill Then would begin the ......Read the rest...

...“But we realized, decades on back, how consciousness burns out machines, we are not gods when we create, there are hard limits to our dreams. “And the same questions you have asked, why create......Read the rest...

...The funniest insect ever was wearing dreadlocks and a tam of red He jumped up from the bowels of the forest saying “Hi! I’m Ned!” I was shocked because he was a crazy-looking beast for a parasite. ......Read the rest...

...This is the wife’s rejoinder to my earlier post – HUSBAND. Of course, both are written with male and female perspectives and are a figment of my imagination. I thought I married a scrupulou......Read the rest...

... Walking on golden beach alone, I see azure sea swell and fall, the waves rush to the breaking zone, splash on the sand and back they crawl. Sun sets where the sea meets the sky, walking on......Read the rest...