Afterbirth Poems - Poems about Afterbirth

...Mother Record 2025/02/20 09:53:32.webm Mother? the cold and the dark rushed in Absent only for the briefest of moments That separated her from us the total eclipse of the sun She's not real......

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...I could fill a bottle with air, sunken by liquid depression. A matter so densely populated. by false hope and worthless thoughts. I cower to my need to feel this way, for thi......

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...Yes, Science Fiction rules, Predicting our futures, Viral phobias flooding, Survival of our immunes, Building vertical holds sway, Hi-rise farms beyond, Atmosphere blown afar, Surrogate wombs,......

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...January 13th 2024 - Happy Lxv-th birthday Matthew Scott Harris date of conception:? ~ Late March – mid April 1958. date of parturition: January xiii, mcmlix. date of expiration:? January i, emi......

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...Vibrating light Creating sound Resisting LOVE When TRUTH is found Resilient music Bouncing the rafters Building sandcastle dreams In Happily Ever Afters Mourning the loss Of passing Eart......

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...Finally, Wise Men did show, They lost Bethlehem, you know, Their queens did wait, Moronics arrived bit late, They forgot to deliver the afterbirth, Now there's no Peace on Earth, "I don't want ......

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...The living mindscape. Virtues stage, showing colors. Painting the belief. Sculpted in truth's form. A resurrect, re birthing. A glorious seed. Sunlight on our skin. ......

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...The visceral pains were sharp, stinging and stern! She swallowed them, in the bloody biting bitterness. The gory talons of the fat obstetricians hung loose, Ready to clamour for the afterbirth, sa......

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...Happy Lxiv birthday Matthew Scott Harris date of conception:? ~ Late March – mid April 1958. date of parturition: January xiii, mcmlix. date of expiration:? January i, eminem. A gangly, meas......

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...When the snow falls, Stabbing my heart with cold, I long for my mother's hearth That shielded us from the harmattan. I perceive the aroma of burning logs And the golden flame that cooked our foo......

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...flying in the air like fairies ghosts and phantoms --- tales of autumn celestial physiques symbols of sun moon and stars --- snowy vibrations fluxy flow of life birth and afterbirth alig......

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...CRYING FOETUS Hearing through the ears of my mother’s skin; the voice of confusions rushing like waters on the earth; am coming to stay. Crying in the womb of my mother; tears becomes my m......

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...They taught us what to do if there's a bomb. A big bomb. A bomb they removed in a biopsy on a God A big God Scooped it out in armfuls from the body of a God My God the blood hanging on the tress......

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...There at the back of my mind like an elusive form… Out of focus a blur in my inner reality never dreamt in nightmares waiting to be born. It evades my light from my thoughts, from my inne......

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...On site of this forgotten Babylon What powerful but unrecorded race Once dwelt in this annihilated place What strange creature’s kin to inhuman race Dwell deep in antediluvian hells Uncanny th......

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