Best Infant Poems

Ambling in the charm of Tidal Basin
We hold hands with a lilac morning
Long before it pleads with the sunrise
To sparkle the view of a purple dawn
Saddled in the daze of hazy fog.

Strolling under gleam of a starry night
Along the trails of romantic banks 
We handed...

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an infant poet
making close observations,
the rhymes in her head
on all that she sees and feels: 
no one can hear or read it

Jack Horne...

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My life’s boat

      My faith’s mast

           My destiny’s rudder:

                     ...

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Me the infant, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s L’Enfant moi by T. Wignesan

The infant a stranger to me who grew up poet
You whom he missed even in his sleep
He who had to disinter himself upon waking
Every day in his quest with increasing effort

He who had not...

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Newborn
pinkisk, innocent
sucking,enticing, cuddling
daughter,purity,charmer, energy
giggling, inhaling, transforming
impressionable, dreamy
Baby



Diamante Poem for Regina Riddle
12 Nov 14...

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" MY SOUL "...

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We play in the streets shaded of grey
We sing and dance but in the saddest of ways
Duplessis turned us into little clowns
In boarding houses of very strange towns

Our mothers cried, we heard them we did
Crying from the skies
We became the faceless infants
We became many shades...

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Your mother, laboring to give you life--
I, happy witness to love’s mystery,
so close I would be first to see your face.

Your head crowned, turned, unforgettable face!
Tiny body, precious vessel of life,
innocence fresh from God, a mystery.

Powerful love, confounding mystery--
I hold you, bonding with sweet form...

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Infant Poet


I heard the sweetest cry: “Jack Ellison!”
Soon after birth of Joe my Cherubim Son
That bestowed bliss and not sorrow-
A symbol for a judicious tomorrow
Evocative of erstwhile Lord Tennyson!	


** With the Wise Poet, Jack Ellison, in mind. (A Limerick)

JM

19th Oct’ 2013...

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Perched in unfamiliar terrain
Drenched in an unforgiving milieu 
An infant vulture, lingered in pain
On the edge of a hill resisting the wind`s allure 

With no prior instinct, it treads 
Flapping its sporadic feathers
The strides it takes eradicate presumed threats
Its minute wings accelerate, while panic withers

Moving...

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Little one with fingers all curled
Ready to take on this great big world
Like a diamond in a mine, an oyster with a pearl
Excited to be introduced to my little boy or girl

Been waiting nine months for you, my surprise
Imagining the color your hair, skin, and...

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triplet infants in their bed 
asleep together 
cuddled like birds in a nest 
 
limbs wrapped around each other 
beneath a quilted blanket
they warmth their wee bods 

silently breathing 
awakening together 
time to change all their diapers...

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My
three
year old
grandson can
use an iPhone, open
and close apps and check
out my photos. When I was his 
age I was still eating all my crayons....

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baby
precious infant
loving couple's blessing
wild, intense, unmatched ecstasy
newborn...

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lunar light looms large
	lounges in luminous sky ~
		infant wings’ first leap


(August Full Moon – Cree)...

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