Babbles Poems - Poems about Babbles

...Soft as hugs, tiny hands reach out when the tall one comes to make the silly sounds. Aaro forgets the dark warm place, this new world too big. * Blinks at bright lights and strange faces. Hea......

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...Once more, I am thinking about writing - coils are uncoiling, snakes study the intricate anatomy of legs and next steps. My audience of one must be propped up as if yet still alive, geriatric......

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... The American people have Lost their minds. Electing the SCHMUCK, One more time. MR. Trump, a dangerous Man-child. A convicted FELON, Running wild. No consequences to ......

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...Beauty Abounds Beauty abounds, and bursts of brilliant sun are born, with the breaking day on this beautiful morn. Beveled bark blooms buds of brightest green bordered with berries and blosso......

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...The sun SIZZLES on the scorched dry sand As he sits before me and brushes my hand He runs to the ocean to SPLASH in the sea He SHRIEKS with delight whilst he's looking at me The ocean it BABBLE......

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...abandon babbles cabaret dabster eagerly fabrics glacier habitat icecaps jabbers 7 letter scrabble words......

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... "And the birds twitter like whispering violins." Quote by _Constance The morn' rain is dripping in the greenwoods, and......

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...pitter patter drips drops and plops blathers blatters splatters sploshes and drips bitter twitter twatters and twaddles, flips and flops chitter chatter babbles clapt......

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...In my mind on my time I row down the river of dreams on days the water is calm and I row on peaceful solitude sometimes come to a place of where it babbles wanting to race then it will carry m......

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... ------------------- Raging murmurs of night's incensed flame Release my soul from time's lonely contempt; I pour groans, greased bills for this secret craving That my mouth, in d......

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...Like a river that carves its way,  The language flows; learning starts each day.  Babbles of sound, first words take flight,  A gurgling stream, bathed in morning's light.   Sentences grow as......

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...There is no such thing as time Only stacked moments and bundled thought I live in a world hung in emptiness Where sight is few and far between It’s night, the brook babbles with no audien......

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...This brook in the woods I pass in the winter It babbles and blisters and wanders and splinters In all sorts of directions grinding and winding Turns back in connection then to itself binding Like......

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...Tickle, tickle little toes, How I love to tickle you so. Make her giggle, make her laugh, Pull her feet away real fast. Peekaboo, peekaboo can you see me, I can't find you, where could you be?......

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...An odyssey through hurdles, yet a blessing it is to dwell on earth, Aiming for destination beloved, chasing sweet dreams of mirth, Through successes and failures, amid joys and woes, since birth, ......

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