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Hatchling Poems - Poems about Hatchling


Premium Member mom easter bunny
mom easter bunny laying her eggs in the field finds springtide hatchling AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Categories: hatchling, animal, easter, surreal,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Spring Hatchling
Hatchling gold daffodils the call of the cuckoo conies sparring before sunrise Soon realize the delights of rainfall tumbling from branches to wildlife learning their craft quickly toad spawn spring bloom hatchling Written: January 15, 2023 Pen A Rictameter, Hopes Of Springs Return Poetry Contest Sponsored by: M. L. Kiser...

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Categories: hatchling, appreciation, inspirational, spring,
Form: Rictameter



Love, I Set You Free
Like a hatchling from chrysalis, I'm letting go. I'm hoping you fly So I can wish you a fall great miles away from I. Until I am worthy; Love, I accept you free I have not been the companion. You, with all efforts to own No, not love! Like a prize to be won, diamonds to possession, No, not love! And I never understood it then, Colossal mull over...

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Categories: hatchling, desire, hope, lost love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Socialist Hatchling
socialist hatchlings peeping -while growing plump on democracy's worm...

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Categories: hatchling, 1st grade,
Form: Monoku
Hatchling
hatchling peeks out of the nest not ready to try...

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Categories: hatchling, animal, bird,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member Hatchling
Little I, free as Birth, sands 'neath my being, as I, Yearn an ocean's girth....

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Categories: hatchling, absence, beach, desire, life,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member Hatchling Moon
the hatchling moon shell a crackling-white vestibule — birth of a new man 10/10/2018...

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Categories: hatchling, imagery,
Form: Haiku
Hatchling
Time on her watch like a hawk Dives to her final hour tick-tock Upon the night owl's yawn At the crack of dawn 2 eggs nestled neatly The nest incubated nightly By the warmth of a sibling The plumage awakening At the bottom of a bottle Labelled 750ml of trouble 5% concentrated rodeo cradle Rocking her bird like noodle Intoxicated on something dry maybe lite At least still...

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Categories: hatchling, abuse, addiction, bird,
Form: Rhyme

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