Incubating Poems - Poems about Incubating

...Autumn morning wakes to the winter solstice. Shadows lengthen, hiding in lonely forests. Naked tree limbs reach for the cold moon's brilliance. Heavenly silence... Season's mother patiently ......

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...I asked her do you believe that as soon as any man walks into a room and he’s eyes fall so completely upon someone like you he can fall in love? at first she didn’t answer she just looked at me ......

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...A Mother's Love Do you ever wonder at the love Mother's contain in their hearts? What will we not do for our offspring? Allow me to tell you about the mother who gave all for her children…...

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...An empty bottle of glass walls soil beneath the carpet of moss incubating within the effulgent cave a floor of sand, droplets all across sprouting little roots thin and white gentle leaves em......

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...A Belated CCV Das Kapital event... regarding birthday anniversary wicked candle box event burns bright for Karl Marx, who amazingly graced, and kindled pinterest jumpstarting money fest dest......

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...The town I was born into was a grit incubating slum. It was the worst of places yet had some gruff-faced high-headed days. On those few times (days that did not seek to hammer me down into t......

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...I'm working on this Systems Theory All existing formal religious traditions and informal spiritual experience of Great Sacred EcoLogical Transitions [e.g. Holocene to Green AnthroScene; Hol......

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...I know the game of exclusion, have played it all my life and now I've mastered it, a talent to brag about. Exclusion from normality, the joy of inclusion. Exclusion from continuity, the mala......

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...There are images that seem too much, billowing out with menace to envelope our meager scale and overwhelm. Take those of an age born in a blinding ball of heat, a city laid waste benea......

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...Summer morning, warm with no wind. The bay waters are calm. Small boats settle like ducks incubating their own reflections. Yet everything is just a thin membrane of order pulled tight ove......

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...Integrity pursues a sacred polytheistic journey conjoining interdependent life While integrity's sacred potential remains a still emergent re-memory health-wealth salvific optimizing transcen......

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...Please don't share this pledge to inter-religious allegiance with your straight white monotheistic worshiping friends and family, But, just between us panentheistic ecofeminists, sometimes, n......

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...One of the least talked about, yet most problematic issues for regenerating Global social-psychological mental and physical health and public safety movements Well fed and watered to e......

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...I sit in the garden... but not my usual focus: (lush, red Lincoln Roses, nor magpies splashing one another, frolicking in the birdbath, like children in a rubber pool, having oceans of fu......

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...The sunshine beams down on a warm spring day; while the blues abate on a warm spring day. March snowflakes morph into April showers; and shoots start sprouting on a warm spring day. ......

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