Best Microbe Poems

there, among those Ruby Spires
          stood I, a-gazing toward the mist
     ...

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I never told anyone how my ears reverberate in a silent room.
The whirring drone ever present, a conquistador of my private spaces.
This is my cohabitation...

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Recently, my ears have heard
Some news that sounds quite absurd
My eyes can’t believe what they have seen
Is this for real, an outright global panic
Regarding the...

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No Toilet Paper

My mind is boggled. 
What is with the Coronavirus mania? 
Why is everyone going freaking nuts over this? 
From what this writer understands,...

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The Bad, The Ugly and The Good  (aka: Bad, Badder, Baddest)


The Bad
I am the gun-toting, God-fearing Ganja Gangsta.
I’ll smoke you, pray for you, then...

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What difference to me
Is the source of the pain,
From an ancient salt ocean
Or a pool of spring rain.

The clever deceptions
Of color, grace and form
Veil the...

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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that...

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Dapper Drac had a panic attack, and topping off the dread
His trendy boots clashed with his suit, plus his white shirt was stained red

Sure his...

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The year's spring rains were abundant, saturating and immersing us; a haunting of waters. Mother Earth accepted each downpour from her deep abode. Her bosom...

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All creatures great and small,
from the smallest microbe to the largest animal of all.
Our living planet provides life for a mass variety of species.
Marine life...

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Man began life as a microbe
Swimming in the sea
Evolved into a fishy thing
Swimming fast and free

Then for some odd reason
Decided it’s time to go ashore
Developed...

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The year's spring rains were abundant, saturating and immersing us; a haunting 
of waters. Mother Earth accepted each downpour from her deep abode. Her bosom
holds...

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O Magog,
from the sterile land of Gog,
thou rejoicest over how thy biological idol father
hast devilishly embraced thee

Spiritual mathematics 
offer free radical theorems
of probability analysis

Doth thy...

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morning brought an arcane song to my ears
i was observing the spilling of light
between the curtain and the wall
the way the light seemed to carry...

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before I die
I will breath
understand the whys
I see  this is not love
you lie and I let you do it
I'm between you and her
hidden as...

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