Best Weaning Poems

...When I think of poetry
I think of a child manipulating
his first steps, the wobbly nature
of his strides~that confused, meandering
toddle, and then trip and fall – the dear 
first efforts of us ......

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...I hope you smile, when you remember me. 
Once a fleeting while, a thought of what could be. 
I don’t mind the pain, a dulling sense of being. 
Omnipotence to gain, yet a constant thought of fleein......

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...' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wi......

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...Who is or was Eleanor Rigby ?
Jerry T Curtis
Poetry Contest
27 August 2019

Eleanor Rigby

Lost her 1st Born Son and Husband

To World War 2

She then dedicated her life to the Church

O......

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...(The Revelation...)

I felt my heart jumping out of my body the moment i heard papa call your name
It was like a trance to me
Shown on a dualized page of pain and doubt
This must be an unprecede......

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...EPISODE I
ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE COLONIZATION OF OUR GALAXY

ALPHA-582  LOVES  ZL-236

Countless eons ago
Beings made self replicating androids
And they did it for no other reason
Than to fill some ......

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...Whispers, whistles and whimpers graced the witless end
Far apart sprang strange smeared summer songs
Ruthless dark winter cloud oppressed the entire bend
Tang tong tongue twisted tales were narrat......

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...Is what I do really important in the grand scheme of things?
13 billion years, we get 80, what a sweet little fling...
knowledge is relative,
let me put it into perspective,
geocentrism used to b......

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...Acute advice for those* who would be King from the THIRUK-KURAL: Valiarithal - K475
[*like presidents, prime and chief ministers, dictators or even modern-day "emperors" under the guise of revolu......

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... My gift of life is steadily tock-ticking along
Why give me strife? Regularly gone missing or wrong
Heard my first gasp for breath
Learnt dry thirst grasp for breast
Wrapped in cloth, Fel......

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...Sometimes, not often enough to count, but every so often, my mind wades in memories, causing ripples in the wake of my dreams. That shiver the timbre of my loneliness of voice. Gees and haws as I in ......

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...Jack and Jill recovered after their spill,
weaning themselves off of all the pain pills,
both out of work,
hired at Jumpjerks,
becoming first nursery rhyme stunt people.




11-20-16......

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...How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings though my fancy yearns,

   catching sights amorous upon its brim;

The cradled seeds of creation

......

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...for Alan Painter

I have put into many ports
                                   labelled:
handle with care
stood on the wharfs, bare-shouldered
up to the knee, unloading
   cashew and coconuts
and th......

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...Endure sufferings to learn how to earn
Your futures. Do not dodge hard times,
Violence of all sorts: weaning, circumcision
Crutches, the farewell of the souls created
In couple, steps to manhood ......

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