Breeding Poems - Poems about Breeding

indisputable... ! unwritten verses, lost verses, unpaired, are children unfertilized that we will not generate the same... !...

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Not long will it be when the grass Be nothing more than sand. And forests through where rivers pass Are but a barren land. Not long until the songs of birds Be just a memory, And rats that dwell under the earth, A last breath they will breathe. Not long before the lion's roars Be relics of the past. And grasslands where the gazelles roam Turn...

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Can there be a heart that pleases out there? Come and sing for me an opera song This beer has captured my brains And now I sit with all my worries before me I am drowning into earth each time I pursue tomorrow I have tried all formulas that come with age I found only one to be good but is...

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in the screen door a small hole corruption forms its disorderly queue black fuzzy questions marks walk on segmented legs spindly limbs pry into disrepair lay slick eggs...

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Mother’s love directs the child To become gentle and mild, Not making him ***** and wild. Form: Diona...

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We, the human race have been breeding, with to much pace as our planet, is in such a disgrace and now we have, real mud on our face We think, that we can eat money but we destroy, the bees that make honey and take down forests, that make life sunny for the greed of money, sending all life down the dunny...

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we are not the one opposed to strange love, we live in a world of same sex weddings, but a fish eagle’s romance with a dove, would be a thing of tabloid news headings! What about park bench with frog and a snake? cuddling like teens with lips locked in a kiss? you would perhaps say it is a mistake, potential meal...

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We keep on digging up our planet because we keep on breeding on our granite as our planet is been dug up for profit but it is profit, that is destroying our planet...

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A crack in a wooden door. Corruption forms its disorderly queue. A rot easily blocked, filled or scoured. Yet, as time swings, as air clasps open and closed, as locks crust and fester in any neglected niche; therein will light crumble, will bodies wriggle, will mindless eyes seek ways through to you....

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A farmer in my location I am Wise and knowledgeable I innovate Today I grow fish in calabash of beer They are happy swimming, eating Aquarium of beer is natural home My fish grows fat and foolish daily And when I harvest for meals and sale My fingers and arms they bite not I want all farmers to imitate me This is a good...

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the list that was a fist a) it is possible b) it is inevitable chained to a million pleasures an astonishing compendium of compulsions honed bright with a fool's ardor the kind you'd wish for in a movie script undulating at the tar pits of amor the land rich with autographs bruised and humiliated reciting the alphabet backwards on the curb with Officer ***** a...

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"Hear me." that’s how it always starts. Some loud mouthed tyrant stepping on the backs of his followers, to throne the salted vigor of his speech. "Hear me!" "Follow me into this place, unknown maybe, but full of gifts to those willing to take it from the mouth of destiny, I assure you. The...

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postman delivers - caterpillars soon to burst into beauty...

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Bob’s Breeding Services By Elton Camp To supplement farming’s meager pay Bob came up with a fairly easy way It was hard for neighbors to keep a bull Seldom used, but must keep his belly full So Bob put his bull out for folks to hire For the stud, they often came to enquire One day, while Bob was gone to town His next...

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