Best Fingerprints Poems

curving lines, that would
seem gritty, glide around as
ice skating beauties....

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Our fingerprints leaves our identity
On walls, doorknobs, books, all around
Each touch an impossible escape
Challenging me to face each reality
Compassion and kindness be abound
As good heartprints, my great break

Thus, they can never be use as "mask"
To disguise my fingerprints' touch
To a daughter, friend or neighbor
Hence, when...

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Patterns of life, how can something come from nothing, how does order result from 
a chaotic beginning,
The genomic helix, encoded so small, building blocks of life a formulae masterfully 
done,
Please explain to this fool how the human eye does espy borne from randomness 
winning,
How does...

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I have made these fingerprints just for you;
So when I'm grown and gone,
You'll have my fingerprints of your own.

Please cherish my fingerprints,
Love them like you love me.
When you have my fingerprints together we'll be.

When I'm gone and out of this sinful world;
You can pull my...

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Outside the Pyramid I saw a hologram;
very certain it wasn't a man-made program.

The hologram displayed ghostly images
similar to the ones in Thoth's pages.

Lo and behold!
hieroglyphs of gold!

They were brilliant,
even in the night!

The hologram seemed to have a soul,
igniting the hieroglyphs on pillars so tall.

Messages from...

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THE FINGERPRINTS ON THE PARK BENCH

WET PAINT

Perhaps if it had read ……SLOWLY DRYING PAINT

Who knows……WHY

So many must test
the veracity of the obvious.

Question the tone of the voice,
the size of the “angry” letters,
offering a cautious advisory.

We flee the “crime scene”
having left DNA and fingerprint evidence
of ...

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I've built with sand.
I've made a life without a proper plan,
and you kicked before I hardened it.
How do I supply demand?

A ship unmanned.
This is the moment that I sank within.
It's when my life became your operand.
Your addition for a firing pin.

I caught my hand.
It was...

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Looking at a map and trying figure out the right route through Saigon streets.  Foreign maps are hard enough to figure out.  A local denizen takes pity on my plight.  He tries in broken English to explain how to navigate District 1...

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Criminals on a diet of processed foods leave the clearest fingerprints.
This is due to the processed foods high sodium contents....

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The gentle kiss of silence
Falling softly against the cool
Earth where hues of hope - in
Light so graceful, embrace
The rich, warm imagination
Stirring up dreams, welcoming
Joy to rise from the ashes of
Yesterday’s pain, still grieving
For the moments when a smile
Erased the doubt, the despair
Promised the heart to...

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Fingerprints make us all definely unique
These swirly skin lines tell our personal story 
Every interaction, even a glance it could be
Leaves a fingerprint on all of us invisibly
So let's leave in others, what we want to see
The future is in our hands, at our fingertips...

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              Fingerprints, my child.
              Artwork,everywhere, so mild.
            ...

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Soul Fingerprints

By Mark Stucky
From the midst of multitudes,
elusive, unique fingerprints
identify individuals
as owners of their surface smudges.

Beyond their barely discernable
two-dimensions on smooth surfaces,
memories of casual causal touches,
ethereal fingerprints possess power
to unlock phones storing private secrets
and to solve whodunit murder mysteries.

God’s mysterious, stealthy fingerprints
invisibly mark creation and...

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Dabbed on the cortex, the whorls radiate,
swirl their trajectory ‘round and ‘round,
pressing the matter ‘till synapses spit,
the messages stammer in running aground,
teleprompt thoughts, the lost and found.

Tracings of despotic imprints of hate,
spidering sly with malevolent spread,
pricking the conscience with rapier tips,
‘till the fascist facsimiles buzz...

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Can you remember that day
You felt the future in the wind
Thinking “Once upon a time” 
It was only a dream back then
Girl, before I knew your name
And you hadn’t seen my face
I longed to be in your mornings 
Touching you..amazing grace

Whispers from your heart
Gently echo...

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