Best Transfusions Poems

Given are we the name of the vampire, creatures of the forbidden,
Driven to live forever within the shadows, or die
Beneath a wooden steak, through our black hearts of pure evil,
But in reality, we are so much more than fictions fantasy tails!
Passions blood devils, quenching our...

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UNGRATEFUL CHILDREN   A parent's lament

Children
   	with Wings
    	and Talons
Pounce on the fleetest of hearts
 their
 
Memories	

Soar        
              ...

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Incandescent illusions of massive transfusions
For we are all trapped in tautological time
There is no escape for when you awake
A punitive prisoner that has committed no crime

Silent components dictate progressive opponents 
Any resistance is pointless regardless of pace
Metaphysical complication an intellect's dilation
Enthusiastic ecclesiastics question the race

For...

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I
At this stage
My retirement age
I speak with JWs
Jehovah's Witnesses
I shut my door
quickly before
Now, I'm emptier - stronger -
I converse with JWs longer

II
Fine people, careful about blood
Who avoid transfusions, "blood" food -
For JWs, smoking is wrong
Alcohol - choice -  may tag along ...
No hell, rapture,...

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Pardon skepticism, but it’s true
There’s too much ado about Swine Flu
Thirty-one deaths by May of ‘09
In 25 nations worldwide
 
Avoid all public transportation
And forego annual vacations
Protect us from the dreaded Swine Flu
By closing our schools and churches too
 
The government was slow to react
When HIV...

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Physician’s convictions to poison their patients,
Procedures with Ether, cold X-Ray stations 
A thousand scans in milligrams, 
Lobotomies and Amputations…
 
Surgeries to transform me, 
Imperfections to augment 
Blood Transfusions, concussions, contusions- 
For just a small improvement!...

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It’s terminal….the Big C has struck

Despite these prickly heartdart lyrics, man voraciously yearns for a glint of hope

Incurable strikes the ears, accelerates to the brain, explodes into the mouth

How Long…………………………Now, you always wanted a pseudonym, an identity

Cancer victim, sufferer, prey—slithering around in the soul, you...

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I do not know how men many we were
or how we went, what we saw on the way 
nor do I know for what ungodly purport was ours
or what goaded us on into deeper uncharted territory 
despite our tortured souls and aching bodies protesting to...

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This has more similarities to a story than a poem.

November 2010 - I was in second grade when I started feeling drowsy and weak. I would come home with unexplained bruises, and neither me nor my mom could come to a conclusion. I started turning...

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We share 99.6% of our DNA with chimpanzees.
They are so very close to us genetically
that their blood has been used successfully
with human blood transfusions safely,
which brought on this disturbing thought to me.
We are both also close enough of  a specie
to reproduce and procreate a...

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...So why do we keep ghosts in here
when by the day many folks die?
Well, you see, it’s technology,
it tears them apart from the inside.
Since they are merely energy
all the fields from our gadgets and toys
scatter their essence all about,
it’s a fate free ghosts can’t avoid.
These...

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Quinn was on his way from School no sidewalks along his way, Mom was busy at work earning a salary to provide for household. She's a single mother of 3 school aged children.
Phone rings ma'am I just hit your son in my vehicle van I...

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I am neither brown nor white nor black
My skin tone is somewhere between ivory
And pale, like the color of the crayon
We used to paint flesh in coloring books
Those who know call it melanin. They say
The more you have the darker your skin.

I am neither white...

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Sorrowed Nights

Lustrous Dreams

Always more than what it seems

Psychotic transfusions await

Upon the hands of the gracefully 
graceful

From love with Russia 

Prussian changing of the guards

Alongside wisdom & tools from God

Do not ponder my friend just 
wander

Keep the keys to the kitchen of life 
zip-tight

& keep it...

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It was four years ago tonight when Dad died.
He couldn't beat cancer even though he tried.
Dad died four years ago tonight at the age of sixty-five.
He received chemo and transfusions but he didn't survive.

After battling leukemia for twenty months, his battle came to an end.
When...

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