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Best Unfertile Poems

Below are the all-time best Unfertile poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of unfertile poems written by PoetrySoup members


Promises







promises blooming like flowers in unfertile soil ~are seeds that can't take root...

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Categories: unfertile, analogy,
Form: Monoku



Premium Member The First Fleet
The First Fleet
by Robert (Bob) Moore

The 26th of January, is called Australia Day
that was when some 10 pound poms, decided they would stay
they had been,...

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Categories: unfertile, history,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Flowering In the Mind
magnifica
      noblis
       so insigne&variegated
a mosaic 
        ...

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Categories: unfertile, imagery,
Form: Imagism
Premium Member Positive Political Psychology
I question my own interplay of psychology and political science.
Does this too facilely root analogy within ecology of climate health v pathology?

Intersections of sociology and...

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Categories: unfertile, culture, health, political, psychological,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Arsenic Sunset
The Arsenic Sunset

Eden now knows what it meant
When corruption took flesh as a 
Serpent—
For all things alien
Narrow to a tendril
A twist of black sap
A rune...

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Categories: unfertile, natural disasters, nature,
Form: Free verse



North of Nod
NORTH OF NOD

I ran into Eve last night and she’s just doing fine.
She lives north of Nod now out by the Cain county line.
She said...

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Categories: unfertile, religious,
Form: Couplet
Fatherless Seed
I was created in your image.  Manifested  in pleasure and delivered in unfertile 
ground. Plummeted to a world of half truths, constitutional tyranny...

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Categories: unfertile, introspection,
Form: I do not know?
Lonely Hope
I sit at christmas and want to feel as others
To have the chance if only
Seeing children with their loved ones
It makes my stomach turn as...

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Categories: unfertile, sad, children, children, drug,
Form: Free verse
Depression Weighs Heavy
Depression weighs heavy upon the posture of hope
Scarring demeanor carving arthritic oak
Agonised limbs decorate skies without bird
Emptiness the whisper that sings without word


Unfertile the thoughts...

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Categories: unfertile, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Vagabond
Sittin’ in th’ saddle. Gotta soon skedaddle.
School marm says she’ll tattle. Sheriff wants a battle.
Kissed her on the cheek jes’ to git a li’l peek...

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Categories: unfertile, conflict, horse, how i
Form: Cowboy Poetry
The Sybol Ox
WHO SPEAK TO ME AS FREIND BEHIND THE BUSHES
THAT NEITHER RATTLES OR SHAKES
WHEN HE SPEAKS.
"ALL THE SRUBS OF THE GARDEN WISHES
THE HENS TO LAY EGGS...

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Categories: unfertile, adventure, america, bible, corruption,
Form: Ballade
Premium Member There Is Only One Me
This tugging and pulling
must cease
I can’t meet the needs
of all beasts
nor chase after dreams
amid all of these screams
so please let me be
as I’m tethered
and bound
to...

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Categories: unfertile, humor, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Global Warming
Global warning
 The boy was climbing up a tree, his mother, from the kitchen window,
shouted, if you fall down and break a leg don´t come...

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© Jan Hansen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: unfertile, anxiety, beach, color, emotions,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Answer Me, O Silence, Answer Me
Why the deep, dark valleys in my life,
Why the high peaks of heavenly rife,
Why the unfertile and fruitless leas,
Answer me, O Silence, answer me?

Must I...

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Categories: unfertile, conflict, depression, feelings, health,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Lessons Learned From the Tennessee Valley
Lessons Learned from the Tennessee Valley

Spoiled have we become!?
When you look back from whence, we have begun,
the provision of profit to our young,
that sheltered them...

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Categories: unfertile, abuse, age, america,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things