Best Feedings Poems

Early in the morning just beyond daybreak, the cooing of doves
Coo, coo, coo always in threes, conveying to its mate of his love
Soon sun will be higher, proof of love will begin with the feedings...

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As Blacken Monsters Paint Themselves As Glowing White,
Dedicated to, Ghost Writer

As darkness wields its deep slashing demonic blades,
sanity seems to be malignant tour de force,
corruption flows along hiding in wicked shades
as malicious malady on a tragic course!

One must hold steady if life is true to...

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What evidence do we have that businesses receive financial as well as other nutritionally healthy benefits, 
by co-investing cooperatively within health-developing community cultures?

What are financial benefits for faith-in-health communities 
both internal to corporate anthrosupremacist monocultural identity 

and healthcare ecosystemic unincorporated polycultures
in which residents/workers/recreators/players/worshippers do not...

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She was lean, she was mean, a fighting machine.
Sixteen brothers had toughened her up.
She was secret woman, our little Arlene.
Raised on cold kerosene from a cup.
 
Our mother had passed when Arlene came into the world,
On a horribly stormy and mean October Saturday night.
We all...

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NOTICES GIVEN HERE © Tanka 57577

Notice given here 
Written for this one time sake 
It’s not yours alone
Do not take this space for granted
Share in twos’ given to chance
And see if time is allotted!

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COGED WHEELS! © TANKA 57577

Mounting cogs grasp time
A Sprocket wheel turns about...

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Everything in life
Came easy to me.
That all changed
When I got my own family. 
Dirty diapers, late night feedings
& so much crying. 
It was spiritually, mentally
& physically trying. 
I'd do it all again 
That was the best time
Of my life.
I was a husband, a father
With kids...

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Earth's nature is sacred as a rooster,
crowing greetings
and today's meetings
toward GodSun's rise.

Sacred as a wolf
howling toward full moon light
feeding times
meeting crimes.

In between functionalist secular Yang
and radically abundant spirit of sacred Yin,
both greetings and meetings
feedings and howlings.

Humane sacred nature,
reified of all Earth
and all DNA/RNA regenerating puppies
and...

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If I weren’t afraid, I’d…

… feast sumptuously, satiating my cravings midst well-being’s fullness

… feature myself along my twelve-month color scheme of saintly fashion

… fly over Mt. Everest, then trek at its pinnacle with my gratitude flag

… free all biblically righteous activists, accused as religious fugitives

…...

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Black plastic jellyfish float on the breeze,
detritus of homeless, drunk as you please.
Reminders of illness, and other things lost,
price of a forty the true smallest cost.
Gathered at feedings, the city’s unknown,
backpacks aloft, they migrate and roam.
Library, shelters, and other spots too,
wandering tribe of the destitute...

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I cling to mother
with unconditional love
arms wrapped around tight-
immune to pain of neglect
my bond knows no other way

Eyes steadfast in gaze
upward turned to mother's face
searching for comfort-
the innocence of my heart
sees only this, my mother

I see not the truth
the hours left unattended
many missed feedings-
imprinted with...

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That following month Damian 
Started spending more time with 
His sons.  He opened a new 
Billards hall in town. He made
The trip into town with two of
His sons, leaving the youngest,
Joshua Justin and Jordan 
at home. When they
Arrived at 'Damian's Domaine'
The boys were excited....

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A mom at fifteen,parts of my life,not yet seen.
Diapers to change,three hour feedings,
All my attention,my baby is needing
Friends ,doing thing that matter
my dreams,has been shattered
Scared of the things, I might do wrong
Raising this child,I must be strong
I want to ran and hide,Thanks to my parents,
that...

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The second time I remember we meet. Looking at you upon my visit.
Rotted black encrusted feet. No longer lustrous and standing.
Nasal gastric tube in your nare. No running scheduled feedings.
Seeing you abandoned in the nursing home showed that the staff no longer had 
any cares.
Balled...

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She stood there
For just a moment
Flashes of the past filled each tear
The morning sickness 
That seemed to last most of the day
For the first three months
The twelve hours of labor
Her screaming at each growing pain
Praying everything would be ok
The hours she spent afterward
Just holding him...

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Dear Mom, we thought about giving you the traditional gifts of cards, flowers & chocolate on this mother's day. We then remembered Proverbs 18:4 which says "A person's words can be life-giving water" & we know that our words will resonate in your heart, mind...

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