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 all. When I think of poetry,
I think of my introductory cords attempting
articulation: the naive...

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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 fleeing. 
Staring down the side, an end to the...

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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 wings...

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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

Overcome by grief and loss

She became a Nun 

To seek solace and relief

She searched for her answers...

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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 unprecedented joke! I thought
As I just needed to be normal...

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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 strange void
Then dispatched without mercy
Creating according to their construct
Metal gods thinking in digital
With big plans for their living...

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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 narrated by the toothless
The weaning ones sat on the set sand
Not once nor twice did the melting sea ice...

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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 be accepted fact,
man has to tell himself he understands, reality is simply a pact
christians,...

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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 driven feeling try to find direction echo...

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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 revolutionary leaders of oppressed peoples]

Note: In this the 48th Canto, Valluvar is back - from the purely...

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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...

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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, Felt protected
As tick and stop now directed.

No hour is safe to dream
 from the nerve shredding...

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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 and success
Mind not. Partings bring pains but also bliss.
Needless to reject anything when to the
Master of Qalam...

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