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Incubation Poems - Poems about Incubation


Incubation Of Faith
Give all your needs To God and ask And wait for it. Give all your wants To God and wait Wait for your time. Hen wait and watch Many days she sits Till eggs will hatch. Waiting period Requires faith with Incubation....

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Categories: incubation, faith, hope, time,
Form: Than-Bauk
Premium Member Poetic Incubation
Here wood-shedding in the cave, my mind seems to have gone into an eerie state of suspended animation; leaving words sitting around and chatting as if they were in an induced drunken stupor. When aroused, they seem to rise up and hop onto a lexical merry-go-round; or just sit there screaming as if in a dangling seat of a stalled fairish wheel...

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Categories: incubation, allegory, analogy, birth, imagery,
Form: Prose Poetry



Premium Member Poetic Incubation
Here wood-shedding in the cave, my mind seems to have gone into an eerie state of suspended animation; leaving words sitting around and chatting as if they were in an induced drunken stupor. When aroused, they seem to rise up and hop onto a lexical merry-go-round; or just sit there screaming as if in a dangling seat of a stalled fairish wheel...

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Categories: incubation, 12th grade, allegory, imagery,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member The Dilettante Diaries: the Incubation and Metamorphosis of Ulysses
This is a story about a Butterfly She escaped the Boilermaker Through transformation. To transform required a period of incubation, a need to sleep to dream and the freedom of quiet self-contemplation - of course, such a transformation required immense courage and determination to believe she could fly just as high, yet for longer duration, than any natural...

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Categories: incubation, courage, daughter, faith, inspirational
Form: Free verse
Incubation
You tell me I'm no good. You chop me up for firewood, and all the while my thick black smoke bellows through your veins, searching, looking for a place to call my own, a cell to make my home, it is here I will begin....

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Categories: incubation, symbolism,
Form: I do not know?




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