Babes Poems - Poems about Babes

Filtering through the empty broken balconies along the rivieras are the waning cacophonies echoing monotonous songs, “Merciless they are to us at the breaking of dawn” Where life once thrived, we arrived in the city called the strip, an open-air prison, an amphitheater without any spectators ...

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Two friends would speak one summer night, Trapped then in gossip’s throes; But just one turned toward the light, Or so the story goes. The first would breathe the summer air But on his friend’s face see His friend did not the same way care; It was not meant to be. They were not men, but babes, in arms And so with...

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Babes of all creatures Gather divinely. A oneness, pulls each to each in. Gentle and guile-free. Infant, with the cubs Lion, fox; endear. Playful tussling. Nothing yet Of the fierce to fear....

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Winter alights on a carpet of white, in a glistening gown of ice and snow. She arrives as migrating geese take flight and blustery breezes begin to blow, to the delight of babes of Scorpio. Snowflakes cover Fall's dead in a white shroud, burying the streets until they get plowed and shutting down all but Nature's playground. As a cloudless blue sky gives...

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Intrepid camel, name of ibn Shlumpf Romantic alias ~ Abdullah Heffalumpf He went ape for the babes, this Dromedary of all trades He just wished he could get over their humphs...

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A big blast in baggy boisterous hearts As a charismatic charming chap I chant choruses Seeing sisal spinning splendid systematic samples Taken, I mask mistakes making massive moves I divert, ditch disrepute in disputed dating dates Shafts of shame shackled short lived shining Bestowing beasts bearing bulky burdens Tearing love tags tapped to the tail. Growing grief gets God giving good gifts! Realistic remorseful...

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I wake in sweats Drenched in the regrets Of a desert womb This empty tomb Where lie the never born Whom I may never mourn Never mourn this constant lack That has me forever in deepest black Never sit and talk beside their graves For I can never bury the bodiless babes Never sit and silently pray For what dies inside me every day. © Barry Freeman...

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Bosom best-buddy Beta Beta Beta boys begin bonding by bringing before biennial brunches: bouncier basketballs budget bean burritos bounteous beefy burgers beautiful broad-minded busty boyfriend-less babes better bottled Bavarian/Belgian beers...

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web-footed babes looking for mama ducklings ...

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Just the other day So out of the blue My granddaughter says I have a secret to tell you With a pensive look She blurted out I have evil inside of me Said with a factual pout Why do you think that I question gently It's transferred from my doll She said intently Your brain can make you think Many things that are not...

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Took my five-year-old daughter to the office On “Take Your Child To Work Day” being cautious “But daddy, you said There'd be clowns here” Poor daddy turned red and became short of oxygen...

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There once was a minister so meek His sole desire, the Lord for to seek -- Despite babes everywhere Never once did he stare -- He just grinned, then turned her other cheek...

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Mummy mummy, I’ve just overheard daddy say something so silly He was shouting on the phone at our Uncle Billy I’m sure he told Billy to ‘shut the duck up’ Daddy must be confused... Billy’s got a new pup! 12/13/18...

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Babes in Pieland, my favorite Disney movie of all time. Annette and Tommy, Dream Girl and Dream of mine. Those gypsies, the music, the dancing, and those scary trees! Babes in Pieland, a kick, a whirl, a spin, and a breeze! Apple, cherry, lemon meringue, and sweet mincemeat too. Let’s give them a push down the old snoggle-whoo-whoo. Sh! Here comes...

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Bake it with love and watch them run for taste Affable little rug rats that love to eat in haste Babes with eager faces plump & pillow faced Earing out their smiles with a beg of after taste Silently they make a move every noise erased I try and hide the pies for the...

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