Conception Poems - Poems about Conception

The day is conceived, tossed bedsheets birth landscapes. Apelike, a grin gawps. In the backroom of a slow thought I dress for breakfast - recall the tropics, sticky rice, coconut milk and one huge river prawn, all wrapped in a banana leaf. Slipshod I slip away from that world adjusting my internal optics. A blueberry muffin with honey on a checkered tablecloth, lashings of watery sunshine. That was yesterday...

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When I found photos of the reception, I asked Mamma, "what is this deception?" She said, "Don't be silly, no one used their willy, you were an immaculate conception!"...

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There are those that know things that we'll never know. At conception they were already a thousand years old. They spoke barbed truths in the wisdom of a whisper All of their humble predictions coming to divine fruition. When they leave us, a star becomes dusted with gold leaving behind both the sweet bramble and salty rose....

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The concept of dignity and life varies amongst the living. It does not vary amongst the dead unless they are part of the spirit world. After death many believe that the people are still living! Does the conception of life and death exist on the same line; therefore, there is another world? Am I dead or alive? This is a...

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rock bottom buried under heavy layers of stones and gravel a dangerous liaison with melancholy breathing in poisonous dust from crushed impact a heavy weight rests on the mind has made itself too settled for comfort but there must be a shifting of the light inconceivable at first gradual until life becomes bearable once more 21st November 2023 ...

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Christians who follow the quadrilateral, Have won half the battle. Always look to scripture, To focus on the big picture. God’s word is final, Knowing this truth is vital. A rendition of your own Christian traditions, Can cause possible conflictions. Christmas presents and tree, What do they represent to me? Easter bunny and hide and seek, Not the true meaning of which we speak. You need the...

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The first source of Qi is inherited from your parents at conception. It is known as the “innate vital substance” and is stored in the kidneys. The second source is derived from essential substances in nature such as the air we breathe, food and water....

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Jesus Christ life Began at Conception in his Mother's Womb, After His Death He was Placed in a Tomb. He Died For our sins on the Cross out of Love, Now he is Seated at the Right hand of God our holy father in Heaven Above. The Son of God Was Homeless with nowhere to...

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A new conception Two mammals form a pair bond The basis for monogamy Friction against a membrane Producing a sensation Stimulation leading to a release Contractions propel cells into tubes Searching for fusion before they die An ovum is penetrated And fertilisation begins Developing over a period of months A heart begins to beat Vibrations of sound can be heard Footprints and fingerprints form Eyes can open and close A...

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Yesterday, the rustic multicolored foliage was scattered about the ground; basting and glistening beneath the tamed fall sun, taking their rest. The long days of summer had been harsh on them. For they had entered it, green and lavish; Chorographically dangling from the branches of enormous oaks and maples...and birches, too, perhaps. But time and temperature...

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We are each a “Little Light Beloved” so told to me in a dream~ each a blessed spark released – far greater than any Devil would have man consider, let alone~ righteously seem! far...

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she offered substrate he donated the enzyme they bear fruits in life...

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Cheap art or excellent craft You decide what floats the raft Good intentions hell repaved Choice emboldened —heaven saved (Dreamsleep: August, 2022)...

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my heart cells contain the letters... They form the words, the words form the lines... The verses are loving, the poem is divine!...

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An Orwellian Conception As long as they see what you assume they see, and they agree, then, that’ll be the reality we’ll assume you want to live in. If this makes sense, then be at peace among friends. You can sleep innocently; no-one will mete out punishment! The past can’t be erased, but we can mitigate the consequences. There'll be no...

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