Offspring Poems - Poems about Offspring

They inhale the poisonous substance, adduction had no power over resistance; their brain's responsiveness is too slow: look at them: their glance is so mellow! This is the offspring of the floating potheads, they renounce everything that means strides; they sit in a relaxed pose with mindless eyes: soldiers fight the wars, while they enjoy puffs. " Vacant glances and sunken...

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fertile turtle...

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When your heart exists outside of your body, in someone that was created from you, it is most vulnerable and can reach the heights of joy or plummet into the depths of dispair...

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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… The arachnid mother will build a cozy, safe nest for her incubating babies and go...

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Date: October 2050 Cool October afternoon. Damali Damian Sidney Amadeus Dolly Molly and Holly planned a sort of small birthday celebration for Desharah and Sedanah both would soon be in the beginning of their twenties. Damian posited "Yeah baby girl will be 20 years now. She needs a special something. What do I give...

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warm sunlight streams down gently kissing her face she sighs as the trade winds blow just atop her blanket of trees her high mountains touch the clouds and sweep downward with such grace her body jeweled in emerald and blue are her mighty seas the Lord God created her out of nothing He poised her from first Mother Earth has always held in her arms...

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This October 5th of 2046 Desharah has finally achieved her Aspiration her enchanting Graduation from 16 years old to 17. She thought she'd have more Freedom make grown-up choices. She'd have a voice in. "Desharah Smiled to her self thinking of her Future. In the small house Damali Was thinking the same. Their thoughts Kindled a flame. He asked...

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One year Passed Dolly had long Since given birth to a baby girl Named Desharah, a green eyed Heart stopper. She and Amadeus were growing up Crazy about each other. She Was 2 years old and he was 2 years old as well, born 2 months apart. He ran from her and she ran After Him. They were...

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Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw I love my pappy. I love my ma. Spit in a tin can, straight from my jaw Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw....

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i am a copy of a copy of a copy screaming, originality! a functional fallacy that we are created as individuals when really we are predetermined by DNA ...

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warm spring day dipping toes in the cool creek I spot a geode; a large specimen, of crystals that I will clean and admire as it rests between my favorite amethyst chunk and the twin crystal, on my mirrored tile, next to the potted plants. natures’ offspring glitters in creek water sunlight reflects 3-12-2022 A BRIAN STRAND FORMAL Poetry Contest Brian...

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Breathe in a dust Cough up a lung Atmospheric poison Futuristic prison Can't you see the destruction Of the offspring of evolution They see beauty trough filters Hear nature trough earplugs Smell pines in candles And don't touch! Oh so dangerous... They walk trough life, Like they travel the world Experiencing the superficiality of existence Thoughtlessly missing out on the essence....

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Does your writing dance above the words or somewhere down below Do voices borrowed and feelings loaned, occlude your diction’s flow Do phrases couple and stanzas mesh, in new harmonic forms Does music waltz proudly from page to page —to score new lyrics born (Walking With Colby: February, 2021)...

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Amid the glare and glitter at this jolliest of seasons there lurks a deep rich human impulse born to halo moons. Glowing cheek of cherry blossom offspring, lovingly they tug at universal father figure Santa’s blood red garb, sugar coated pledge that leave our budding spirit spellbound, in a trance. Ice floe dreamscape wonderland a Mecca for this incandescent...

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With a crazy weirdo witchlike stare She said “Break this stale and stifled air” The crow landed softly on autumn’s mare. And drove his talons into her soft hair. With cheer and tidings greeted The warlock felt slightly irritated and defeated. He had taught his offspring to fly; brooms meted. And here she was on soft horse seated. Squirrels felt alive...

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