Best Insemination Poems
to say that rumor has it
is to say that the World Trade Center
collapsed silently and cleanly like
oppositely sexed Siamese twins
who discovered they could mate
I had all channels going full bore
aiming at involuntary insemination
with the aid of a two-handled clam rake
now there's an archetype of malevolence
just how many categories are there anyhow
an infinity an eternity you decide
rumor has it
There may be more than one infinity
however eternity is but an extrapolation
of the next 10 minutes
who would want to spend it only there
a money robot trapped in labor
dead in a puddle of break time jism
insert your domain name here
a world gone heavily annotated
yearning for the dagger of love
whine your last you holy landlords
at a time when rent is the anomaly
where anomalies are just signals
this isn't a broken hearted paperback
or a lightning burn to the head
the big eye on the horizon says
he's trying to figure out
how far to take the next extinction
but is unsure whether to come to us again
as a mystic philosopher or a yodeling yokel
we've come out of the dark place
into the frozen lips dimness
looking for aids to navigation
having discovered the secret entrance
clues were left everywhere
let's hope it ends with clean sheets
because I just found out my guardian angel
is a rottweiler with a missing leg
and just as many teeth
one eye is a ball bearing
the other a shotgun barrel
loaded with pillow mints
he rides a mean skateboard
propelled across a landscape
of food and sex smells
no wonder I'm on the run
from my own mother
From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon
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Love between you both started as infatuation
Both of you knowing the other is the one
Marriage inevitable from friends’ observation
Months of tedious tasks and planning now over
Recited your vows, upon you a big celebration
A magical evening with those who are close
Counting every minute till alone, a romantic consummation
Rising up early feeling strangely at peace
It has to be due to the promise to be together for the duration
Time has passed now, talking of what is your future
Equally excited by ideas of starting a new generation
Having fun trying for what seemed like forever
Unsuccessful you see the doctor for both a complication
Sad and depressed with even some anger
Testing your marriage seems now it is a frustration
Looking deep in your heart when each is alone
Centered again new options you promise dedication
Putting away funds knowing these options are costly
Best chances will be adoption or artificial insemination
A family we so desire so much love to offer
On track with your goal for you there is admiration
Each day with the focus to put away something
Wanting for extras ignored is temptation
Health problems thought to explain your body changes
Not even a clue to your cycle of ovulation
Discouraged that menopause affects you so early
Researching everything available for your education
Waking up sick somehow this time is different
What the pregnancy test shows depends on the lines location
God has stepped in and created a miracle
For in your tummy grows your loving creation
It was told that things wouldn’t happen this way
Now others can look at you for inspiration
You have been blessed by God
Exceeding for you, your brightest expectation
I have dug this one out of the poetry attic; composed when a teen, hence the dated references. Fellow Soupers of my age-group (60 in a few weeks- Yikes!) might enjoy it:
Friend, watch out! They're talking.
Have you heard what they're talking about?
They're not talking about revolution
Nor of mystical ablution,
Not of meaningful discussions
Nor of drastic repercussions.
Not of drugs and their results
Nor of wars and satanic cults.
Not of full-blooded,Medal-studded,Octo-Olympians
Nor of the tragedy of fading Ethiopians.
Not of whether the weather will hold out.
Will I tell you what they're talking about?
They're not talking about extinction
Nor about energy diminution.
Not about the bludging bureaucracy
Nor of stifling plutocracy.
Not about student-Left activity
Nor of the signs of cultural declivity.
Not about aspects of phallic domination
Nor of real genuine insemination.
Not about who is sure and who in doubt.
Should I tell you who they're talking about?
They're not talking about Nixonfrancocastroamin
Nor of that handydandy, non-returnable
Devastatingly non-biodegradable container
Their fingerfriedlickinchicken lunch was served in.
Not of astronautical penetrations
Nor of the psycho-sexual implications
Of the demise of Chairman Mao.
Not of matters affecting us right here and now!
Nor of suicide, VD, rape, fraud, famine and disease.
Not of all the things like these
Which make this world the wonderful place that it
Most certainly is (and
All divinely-ordained to wit!)
No! They're talking about subversion,
Of unabashed, unwashed perversion!
In short ( and I hear all this is true)
Those bastards are talking about ME & YOU!
amidst cavorting delightfully, enjoying thorough
frolicking gingerly, foreign hick hating slo
hip-hopping insouciantly sustaining row
biological status quo
kvetching lamely moreso mother became pro
naturally physically rumbling,
heard all the way in Oslo
supposedly twerking, undulating vivaciously
wantonly x2c wisely yielded – nada no
zona pellucida anchored byte size seaman,
potent embryonic fetal moe
newlweds nocturnal merriment
moma's Menses marked march 1959
lovingly joyusly, insemination happened ha low
bullseye clenched diploid fertilization
guaranteed germinating heiress
while squaqking lichen Apache at Diablo
ma late mother did should know
upon awakening upon tautly stretched exertion
during dilating cervix, which jiggled like jello
three score orbitz round el sol, warmed cockles
and muscled away brutally cold degrees
tab billed an igloo,
or circa six decades
drafted exuberant ho...ho...ho...
cuz, i.e. thencee at 362nd day
baby in belly did fully grow
December first nineteen fifty seven
sanctioned newly minted papa
to sing a capella for he's a jolly good fellow
quintessential nascent
kickstarter heady everflow
though wintry dark,
a “hi” beam illuminated
newborn girl with dayglow
sans, mechanical engine ear
papa (an honorably discharged army vet)
all spit and shine groom,
who wed a bride somewhat callow
first time parents with giddiness did saul fully bellow
Boyce and Harriet Harriet countenance
twas (like an elf on Christmas eve) all aglow.
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Dear Sis – I knew not what else to do
thus, this poem crafted fur ewe
a doe ting maternal gal – whose time on Earth flew
I awake to the sound of birds singing. A faint memory of my dreamworld still remains, the feeling of being held under water at a FEMA " Re-education" camp. I wonder if reoccurring nightmares mean anything ? Probably not.
I'm so happy that Hitlary Clinton won the election. The New York Times article "Uranium One Deal" that proved Hitlary's sinister ties to Russia turned out to be "Fake News" according to Hitlary. Now I go to work at the factory wearing a collar around my neck that protects me and all my fellow citizens from "Terrorists". All of the law abiding citizens wear collars that track everything we do, everywhere we go, everything we say. That way all terrorists will be removed immediately from our peaceful society. The collar also gives an electric shock for those lazy workers of the New World Order who aren't doing their fair share of the work required by law.
The government gives us all that we could ever want. Shelter, food, and medical care. Bicycles, guns, motorcycles, swimming, hiking, sports, Marijuana, even bouncing on a Trampoline are too dangerous for a good, productive citizen of the New World Order. Cars aren't allowed because of Global Warming !
It's the law for women to be a hard worker AND stay pregnant. No evil sex allowed, just artificial insemination from genetically superior males. It's so important to have a genetically pure race. The hard, 16 hr. per day, 7 days per week factory labor has a high turnover rate. Lots of workers have to be permanently replaced. The need for a constant supply of New World Order babies never ends!
The government censors all movies, news, and schooling to promote peace and tolerance for all. The two movies we are allowed to watch "World Peace" and "Evils of Free Enterprise" are my favorite. Under Obamacare, after age 45, everyone is taken to the "Healing Hospital", never to be seen again.
The sound of birds singing reminds me of a time long past, but I can't remember it. Something about a U.S. Constitution ? That's ok, I'm a proud member of the New World Order !
3/15/2017 poetry contest 1984 or 2017, sponsored by Debbie Guzzi
Insemination
DESCRIMINATION!!!
Is much humiliation;
Need a vacation.
Insemination,
Of may cause the creation,
DESCRIMINATION!!!
Jim Horn, Philosopher.
Poet and Scholar So
Stand Up and Holler.
Your avant-garde home fills a crucial niche
ensures the perpetuation of outrageous kitsch
The painting on the wall entitled 'Insemination'
keeps this admirer on the brink of regurgitation
That chlorophyll-fish oil drink your butler foisted on me
helps me every fifteen minutes or so to pee
As for your 'petrified out-of-water deep sea plants'
Don't look now; they're on fire with carpenter ants
Then there's your 'mahvelous' retro pet rock collection
pinched, no doubt, from the local House of Corrections
I must confess that your house is, indeed, quite impressive
~ considering that your compulsions are beyond obsessive
Men are as Neanderthals
whereupon Women are as *****Sapiens.
We all know what happened to the Neanderthals.
*****Sapiens drove them to extinction.
So I guess the most logical conclusion,
and I say this with much disillusion,
is that one day women will no longer need men,
and then we shall all see
a new evolved humanity.
A planet populated with only lesbians.
They will continue to pro create
without the need of a male mate
either through cloning or artificial insemination.
So I guess if there is any truth regarding reincarnation
I may one day be reborn with the life of a lesbian.
Good thing too. I can't stand men.
I never understood what hetero women ever saw in them.
Still I am grateful, even though I'll never understand.
I'm a male you see, and I'm one hell of a horny man.
I googled "AI" ... found notes on Artificial Insemination!!!
The tub is my kettle and I’m busy dicing
My tears will be the icing on this cake
This knife holds no reason to be fake
And if I will it, it will surely take
Take my life that is just waiting to break
I’m betting that these incandescent lights will be the witnesses to the last
seconds of my life
Tonight was long and it’s soon to be gone
A day is 24 hours long
But I wonder how long I’ll be remembered after I’m gone
And as I bleed I take my seat
On the curb for anyone to understand me is absurd
So have you ever heard the sun rise
And have you ever swam in vanilla skies
Can you decipher truth from lies
Well I’m glad to know someone still dare tries
And now the moonlight makes love to the light of day
From hazel to grey
I think now that’s the way
It makes me proud and my heart pounds in flutters
And the sun peaks over the horizon
And the light that leaks sneaks through the old oak
Then cuts through me like butter
I manage to choke up a final verse
Thank you for making my heart flutter
With a cool breeze my body shutters
An unfamiliar feeling is caught stealing my attention
I must mention that it took all this to show
My heart that the world can still glow
But maybe this came too slow
I must let you know
That no longer does my heart wish to go
The sky of grey carried an insemination of a brand new fascination
My heart has begun a regeneration
Once again I feel the will to fight
Every stab will scab
And if I’m lucky one day I’ll nab a piece of happiness
But until I see the light at the end of the tunnel
I’ll shoot through the night
In hopes that a blind old fool can find the right path
This shadow of an aftermath will walk quietly through the room
Trailing behind memories of agony and gloom
Once I find a piece of bliss
I shall turn around with a smile and beckon bring me that doom
I’m begging to be consumed
Place me where ever has room
I have a pocket full of change
So where is my cab across the river sticks
I’m a final fix with a pocket full of tricks
Shall we make this quick
I’ll let you have your pick
Under the carpet.
Your siren has no
Sound.
I can't find my
Locker, but the
Next class
I'm not sitting
Next to you.
And you,
Short Stop,
have paused
Me.
Money doesn't
Solve my
Enviousness.
Of the wife, the
Eventual
Insemination
Of your kind.
Shaving in the
Morning, I think
Of your whiskers.
And with a cat's
Tongue I am tied and
Torn to no
Avail.
She wants another baby in womb
A bouncing baby of good health
Appears in mind every dawn of day
The one of unmatched brilliance
But every time she conceives one
It is out of artificial insemination
At times it is one from wild bushes
Both of them spell pain and sorrow
The woman is all times in dire agony
Baby that comes through back door is
The foundation of ugly misfortunes
Not one time has the mother smiled
Every conception season she worries
Insemination baby is dull, chaotic
Dream of natural conception a dream
But she keeps on her knees praying;
“When will baby of babies see me?
What magic can I use to conceive it?
Mothers that conceive; whisper to me,
That my soul rests in motherly peace.”
--- Super Unintentional Devotions Unto You My Lord--
SHALLOW PRIDE
USUAL ACTIONS DENIED
PUBLIC FORUMS DIVIDE
EMPTY BELIEVES WRONG DECISIONS
RELIGIOUS FREEDOMS NO CHARISMA
UNITED FRONT NOTHING LEFT
NON BELIEVER UNDER ACHIEVER
IMMEDIATE INSEMINATION NO SIGNIFICATION
NOT A CUSTOM TOO ONE TRUE BELIEF SYSTEM
TERRIFIC IT'S ALL BOUT YOU NOT GOD/JESUS
EXTRA TIME TO CEASE AND FIRE
NEW IDEAS SAME GOD NEW DESIRE
TOP ABOVE OF THE CLASSES
INTENTIONAL BURDEN LOST THE FIRE
OLD VIEWS HEARTS DESIRES
NON BELIEVER NOW BELIEVING
ASSISTANT FROM THE ALMIGHTY
LESS OF MYSELF NOW I'M BLESSED
DOUBLE BLESSED AMEN
ELSEWHERE ENDOWED
VOID OF MY PROBLEMS NOW
ORDINARY I WOULDN'T BELIEVE
THIRD TIME A CHARM NOW I RECEIVE
INTENSE EMOTIONAL VIEW
OWN UP TO MY SINS I CHOOSE
NOCTURNAL NOW SOUND
SECOND TIME AROUND
UNIVERSAL GLORY THIS IS MY STORY
NIGHTLY CUES FROM ANGELS HUES
THIN AIR DON'T NEED IT NOW
OUR HOLD AND ETERNITY LIFE NOW WITH JESUS CHRIST
YOUNG AND CHOSEN
OBNOXIOUS NON BROKEN
UNDISPUTED TRUTHS
MORE ABSOLUTES
YOUNG AND SAVED
LITURGICAL BRAVED
OBEDIENT PREFERRED
REGULAR I AM CHOSEN BY THE BLOOD OF THE LAMB
DEEP DEVOTIONS PRAISE THE LORD OUR GOD, AMEN
super unintentional devotions unto you, My Lord
3/13/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
This poetic attempt an abbreviation
how biological insemination
(minus in vitro fertilization)
seeds latent *****sapiens reproduction
possibly since moment of conception,
whereby inchoate progeny
impossible to sustain
fantastic, holistic, terrific... weatherization
against prejudicial germs
that elude uterine infiltration
entering womb thru fallopian tube,
or courtesy external drive
re: environmental perturbation
microscopically initiating
biological emancipation
thank you prick llama chin
please withhold ovation
setting in cellular division motion
begetting August poetic
jejune chain reaction
triggering anonymous
reader to yawn nonstop - definite indication
that yours truly induces excitation
in short shrift inducing
somniferous maximization,
yet for those readers
still awake lemme thank
your much ado about
nothing voluntary solicitation
to decrypt poetic
explanation, explication, exploration...
not asking concordance or agreement (ha)
without being redundant, nor repetitive
with my matted trademark communication
detailing mine opinion
courtesy quasi succinct elaboration
i.e. during the process
of in utero gestation
the embryo/fetus absorbs influences -
sorry no summation
in sight, not even
at anticipated parturition
cuz effects upon psyche of unborn
(unknown even by the twelfth night)
even after birth manifestation
within mind of next generation
heavily impacted courtesy
infernal contribution
despite most commendable
effort at postnatal
efforts to chaperone
son/daughter insulation
against prejudice virtually
impossible mission
(even spectre Tack Cuéllar,
viz ghost of Peter Graves
unable to succeed at extirpation
unfavorable antisemitism, bigotry, cruelty...
I concur religious,
racial, nationality... integration,
could certainly help deescalation
hmm... boot perhaps...
maybe not total elimination...,
yet such salient measure
could help offset blatant
outright, pervasive, queasy...
lifelong societal and personal ramification,
this targeted token
"scapegoat" closes his wordy attestation.
animalistic
insemination instinct ~
posh procreation
(September Full Moon – Cree)