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Somebody's Baby

Somebody’s Baby, lie still 
Embalmed in pure white cotton, 
Cocooned securely, like the babe in arms 
within the shroud. 
Seraphim cavort no more upon a form  
once touched with shades of youthful innocence.

Somebody’s Baby, be sure.
Your time for dreams now spent,
No future beckons only time captured frame by frame,
Frozen in vulgar technicolor;
Close Up; Explicit, depicting genre yet unclassified;
The epic over exposed.
Somebody's Baby, be silent.
Grey and gnarled  imposter in the cot
Metamorphosis contrives a landscape dry and gnarled.
No more seductress of tender ministry;
Solitary, silently; endures the travesty
Of human demise.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Date: 2/21/2011 1:25:00 PM
Congratulations on your wonderful poetry being featured this week on PoetrySoup Carol. Love, Carol
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Date: 10/14/2010 10:27:00 AM
Superb verse... liked how it flowed... great writing carol... can't wait to read more of your work
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Date: 4/19/2009 5:48:00 PM
excellent touching verse...good contest entry for the Something Wicked This Way Comes Contest! Light & Love
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