Best Procreating Poems

I can count my lovers with fingers
not promiscuous none the less
at age sixty two what say you

never used a condom
as it will be condemning
my beliefs

of not procreating
good genes
or the crazy 

never to hold my babies
as fetus they were flushed
for the abuse at age fourteen

not a...

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The fondest memory of a young boy’s drive,
   Are those things reminding us we are alive,
As when those physics of natural fortitude,
   Rise up to the occasion and start to protrude.

Seemingly the notion is quite  uncontrollable, 
  The mind...

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Dream on

Be it white rabbit holes of wonderlands
Or black holes  of never-here flounder lands ,
Dreaming on and on
Vaunted  webs they  spawn
In  this ‘ uni-verse’ that ever expands*.

Expanding like vapor, fluff and  free verse
In eccentric  quest,  new frontiers traverse
Dreamlands...

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In a moment there was time a child could grasp corporeal and gracious
It stopped and I carefully gave non notice to educasees
that paused me to bleed blend assinine inaccurate aforementioneds
to preprocure a mule measured primrose pathos of interposes to analyze the ex ever jutaposes of...

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Riding in glides,

super-sailing in leaps-
going on and on about the otherside,

trailing to collide,

and oppressing in the peaks of my plight,

in the loneliest day which is just as night.


I now look to the sky!

Interesting in my sights,

interesting to deny of life,

and the rotating bike,

with some ivory...

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You are a cockroach

you are a big cockroach crawling up a pegboard
the kitchen light suddenly shines
and you must get through to the other side
but testing every evenly spaced hole you find
your shoulders will never fit
and to get away you've got to fall.

   ...

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I said the fly, "Have the need to pry,
my best point of view is your ceiling.
There I can spot any swats your concealing.
Us flies still can not understand why,
you humans find swatting so appealing?
Have you not wonder why wasps try
to build nests in your ceiling,
why...

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Where the arrow falls
A life is taken
Its flight was always destined to find
The rebel’s heart
The believers who shake this world
Extinguished by the powers of state

For the rule of law defines society
This history that made all men equal
That teaches our children democracy

This democracy that America holds...

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Hey there Avidian
who do you
think you are?

Some rara avis
eminently gifted?
a New Age prophet
with memory that learns
and yearns to grow?
Ovidian offspring
of eminent domain?

The yeuk to replicate, this
antsiness to clone— were they
preprogrammed hyper-neatly?
How did your being
and becoming
come to be?

Who gave you the right
to call yourself life?
What instilled...

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MAKING GEMS
love and procreation

All, is all I want of you,
Satisfy my neurosis -My aesthetic desires; Deep in the mines of your mind. Allow me to collect my jewels: Allow me to search your very core— You shake apples from my family tree. Let me water...

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“The Hand that Rocks the Cradle is the Hand That Rules the World” 
by William Ross Wallace

Oh! Woman

Aren’t you God’s supreme handiwork?
An animated form of chiseled art
A joy to behold
A figure of curvaceous ups and downs
God’s beautiful calligraphy

You are love incarnate
Your eyes reflecting warmth and...

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Rattled by a few folks whose intents are unknown
Terrified Earth trembles at its own shadow.
Both believers of the holy Cross of renown
And the lot who face Mecca every noon
Feel this palpable cloud of fear and gloom.
Watchdogs seem to gaze solely on the moon
Unsure of these...

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Branches of beans wave most predominantly in stormy weather but heavily prevalent are the many climbing chimps whose antics please the spotted cloud and cause a clap in the sky. But half a cup of mildew in a snow covered dome is neither a doorstep...

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Dear infinite space, I watch as darkness blossoms and obscures the light,
Glowing moon, diamond stars are the jewels that dress the night,
Thus crowning abyss with immerse delight.

I walk alone,  yet I am not,
Heaven, my heart has endlessly sought,
A dose of happiness I believed i...

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I FEEL NATURE
**************
I feel nature, it's part of my being.
A cock blackbird soloist, what a joy.
The tiny Jeny wren throughout the day.
Nature's turned it's volume up, ears ringing!
Bidding me to hip-hop but I am coy.
My invisible partners dance away.
Fairies with their friends, Elves and Leprechauns.
Fireflies...

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