Baptism Baby Poems

In the womb of the atmosphere of the heavens' 
     on-look enclave. 
        ...

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I'M ALIVE I'M A TREE,  My CHRISTEN Name is  JAMES LEE
I am just a tree
Planted on this here earth YOU see
Birth I walked...

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She cradled Sarah
in such a precious way.
We could see 
not only was the baby vulnerable
but also Lynne.

Two years before
we had met in hospital;
there cradling her...

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A thought to dare-dancing 
in shadow-light dreaming.

Eyes wet with the unseen,
a forbidden gleening.
If only unforseen.

Within golden breast heaving, 
rib expanding in unison with destiny's
anatomy of...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Umbilical mime cries
placental free for all
pre born to be wild...

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I
Do you know more than you can say, little Baby?
Before you were born, got that first breath, where were you?
Sometimes you gaze past me, gurgle,...

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Pyre


Balancing on the razors edge; In-
all that gutters-in that cold ballet -
Of "before I bled."
My elixir of mangled string-theory,
Of hybrid sins and veiled shadowquery.

No. I...

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Missing You

The wind whispers and I focus my heart to hear.
Are you sending me your words? 
Your thoughts? 

I can think of nothing…but you. 
My...

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Believe

Do you remember childhood wonder?
Do you think it all was a lie?
The wide awake relevance.
The surprise around the corner,
under Life's sleeve.
It wasn't chemicals leading to...

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Life is a beauty
From the day a baby starts
Everyone who knows about them 
Keeps them in their hearts
And when a baby’s born
There are tears of...

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When Next You Go


The grass they say is greener on the other side,
But yet it might be infested with wild worms
 and strange animals.
Anyways, take...

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Those of our christian rights drew us a beautiful picture 
perfectly placed within family values 
Father and Mother related

To worship the Child an Infant conceived...

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All appear denuded
When you set in;
Forests, hills, rivers, winds and
The nymphs.

Even the angels look disrobed, and
Seem lying spread-eagled on barren clouds,
Sans their birthrights;
The luminous crowns.

On...

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This is a difficult time
For us to paint our desires
On unstarched canvasses
For the benefit of those
Who expect masterpieces

Discoloured and faded
Are our once green forests
Where we...

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