Best Lactating Poems

Starry skies over Damascus

Like a star chart for the
bomber pilots eating
Milky Ways and lives
Chocolate in the desert
for desert in consumption

The poem could stop here
its pretty clear not pretty

Petty lives perambulating
hiding hobbling around
on what was their feet
foundations souls and
is their ruin's wreckage now

The planes feature logos
“Just...

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ELAINE’S LIMMERICK

Let me tell you of my sister-in-law Elaine
Whose breasts drive most males insane
With her size double D’s 
They bring men to their knees
Her name’s in the breast hall of fame  

She says being big busted like me
Is not all it’s cracked up to...

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LACTATING words from the Breast of my Brain.
                          Not inextricably attached; Plethora of Pain.

      ...

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Galactic cowboys mount mysterious steeds
and chase spacey cows at unfathomable speeds!

Lactating in circles they moo as they spray
an interstellar round-up, a real milky way.

It sparkles and glimmers, that distant lactation
as it drenches the galaxy and all of creation.

At heaven we marvel, in some ungodly hour,...

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The Virgin and Child

Matrix of allusions.Its intersections
dipped in the beckoning depths of  chaste dark 
to grow limbs like any other. To mark
a departure into a great mission.
Life  dipped in a suave and rare medium
of strokes and streaks . Who would not sense
in the...

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Drum rolling down Africa's paradigm
A symphony begins at the edge of a cliff
To kiss the feet of Mount Kilimanjaro
To meet defeat into a crashing concerto...

Bursting into life echoes that sing wall to wall
The mighty mountain unmoved still...standing tall
Ancient, ever rising facing her uncertain future
Of tributaries...

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So I found a small skin tag on my inner thigh a few weeks ago and me being the YouTube king ‘Do it yourself-er’ started researching on how to remove skin tags without going to a dermatologist. I came across this handy little gadget that...

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New Year


Will there be a new solution
Or old problems’ dissolution
With New Year’s resolution
When to all that we loath
Including hearken to the froth
Bow and take the rebut oath? 	

Have we learned to jump
Where our toe hit the stump
And unravelled our rump
When, while at flight,
With blazing wanton...

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I gazed at the waters beautiful face
quenching my thirst
for communion with the Creator...

as raindrop fingerprints
dissipated into my soul
wearing translucent wings...

causing the stars of our Ancestors
to flicker and blink...

in Chameleon Coded Celebrations...

breaking down barriers
with a photosynthetic breath...

setting free
CHALKFIRE
whispers...

TEACHING TRUTH...

connecting
faith with unconditional Love
and Gemstone Gratitude...

a classically conditioned
home...

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Blue orchid cowers
Free-for-all kid euphoria
Huge lactating breasts...

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~to readers~
this poem was inspired from a beautiful picture which happened to see in FB. Sorry that I am not able to post the picture here as I am not a premium member. will send the pic whoever want it, just feel free to drop...

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a notarized copy of this testament
is on file with my attorney
in case of my untimely unearthing
by the invisible background
driving another stake through my lactating heart
but back to our comatose semiotic narrative
The Eel king rips off Bobby's latex facade
at last I have you captive Bandwidth
Bobby prepared...

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Within Dantesque fields of dust a calcifugous crushing crust
In layers of lactating lust demoniac deception a deist distrust
Hibernating hallucinations of hope in cathedrals trying to cope
As we push the envelope on a rambunctious rapacious slope

Tangled in declivitous dreams haunting breaths of silent screams
Reality is not...

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Breed bigger sun's
and intensify an immaculate rising
Plow the ground for sunray seedlings;
pedals of light breaking ground 
to get milk from ultraviolet bosoms,
lactating lessons of rising
and the etiquette of a horizon…
looks like the ocean swallows you,
but the moon follows
reflecting off of a garden of stars;
dreams ripened...

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Do I trespass if I knock at your door
Would you be frightened to see I also have a full cup
And call the cop because I am black and you are white
You were none of this I would believe
We had no dividing line except that within...

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