Best Cribs Poems

The holding of his joyful trembling arms
will clasp no more pink feeble fingers
for even blood betrayed its passing.

The most beautiful cry 
vanished without a single tune
unheard by the looking grandparents.

No unfamiliar friends in white
giving genuine smiles
and congratulations to the dad
but the unacceptable shaking of heads
and...

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Devil sits in burning battlefield pits. 
In the foyer of war ripped eyes.
Scratches on the nightlight.
Beneath the crib of an unborn child.

Devil flashes teaspoons of lonely. 
Travels the backwoods of mind.
A sinister baker in the cupboard 
Honey baked with a pinch of lye.

Devil was in...

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