Short Ancestor Poems

pterodactyl 
hieroglyphic successor
condor ancestor...

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with merry mischief
swinging from branch to branch
our crude ancestor...

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With
just four
elements-
earth,air,water
fire-
a 
real
ancestor
of surreal
art.

Ekphrasis- Water by Arcimboldo...

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water trumpet

under quiet
sunshine

lonely conch shell
sits

tides
ebb and flow

ancestor echoes
leap
into my ear...

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In History, Nelson fought the Spanish
This powerful Armada did vanish
My ancestor was in thrall
Kismet Hardy had a ball
No invasion, the infidels, banished...

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An ancestor known as, "Miss Lottie"
Was a New York socialite "hottie"
To her lasting disgrace
She slapped Paul Revere's face
When he invited her to the p-ah-ty...

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She’s talking to the moon.
Hazed in the midnight gloom.

Ancestor, naked angel of night.
Bright stars wanting for her answers so right.

Confused not knowing what to do.
So nieve - the wisdom of the moon of doom....

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.
Ruth
A
Woman
Moabite
Ancestor of Christ
Left her homeland to go with her
Mother-in-law for she clave to her and did not leave 
And Ruth said,"Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee"...

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Attila The Hun was that "Honey"
Who left girls 9-months with no money
And your DNA
May clearly display
Your ancestor found that NOT funny! 


n.b. Attila The Hun was one of
history's more prolific fathers ...

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Love ain't blind: 
Eagle's eyes- apperception accurate like drips of rain. 
Lovers are blind, 
Using brain as heart, heart as brain. 
     19:05:14:06:58

Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral House. Drop the Buggy's Anchor....

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Dyed-In-the-Wool! 

Stains there in your palms, wallowing, ling'ring, 
Metamorphosed into tears and so drips, 
Tainting where they plunge, and you're unsullied?  
19:03:12:08:52

Ancestor. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Dyed-in-the-wool...

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Rigid and small in dunam
Revelations glued into baldam
Literacy filled amalgam

Inherited from its predecessor
Abram the Hanif ancestor
The legacy of pilgrim Lordor

Revealed command “read”
The order was repeated by lead
Coupled Shafa than ennead...

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The early bird's gone,
T. Rex was his name,
Ancestor of birds,
Of all hues and songs,
Quaint to imagine!

Hummingbirds gay,
Lost in the blooms,
Chatting macaws,
And wise old owls.

The pride of,
Yesterday,
Beauty lives,

In trees,
So green,

Now....

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Tiny Argonaut
Nurturing her eggs
In the paper thin
Shell
Formed by womb-fluids…

You carry your children
Bear the father of them
To worlds unknown to my kind…

Tentacled cephalopod
Ancient octane ancestor
You remain a mystery to me…

I am so glad
You grace my sea....

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Q. Do you know the Ancestor?
A. Know, but I know the Answer...

Q. Are you King?
A. Know, but I am Kind.

Q. Are you Queen?
A. Know, but I am Q.

Q. Are you an Apprentice?
A. Know, but I aM AParent

Q. Are you surreal?
A. Know, that I am surEreal...


... to be continued......

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  Frosty Time of year

A frosty winter tree
Jack frost cold as can be
Longing for warmth ~ spring


Who is that red head 
Sitting in that tree?
Could it be an ancestor  of 
Heaven Leigh?

8/23/11 haiku/senryu

For and in honor of John Freeman’s contest “Natural and Beyond”
...

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Waters ... Whimsical and essential
Can't be destroyed
Energies ...constant if constantly
Deployed, somehow alloyed
Ancient witnesses
To us now, an ancestor, who gazed in utter awe and wonder
Watching waterfalls through countless generations?
Why, then, single out a singular discoverer?...

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Family history
Is mostly a mystery
To those researching their genes

Your DNA tree
Does not seem to be
Worth more than an hill of beans

Women toiled in the clover
With Neil Down and Ben Dover
And though it could be a bother

Despite every fear
DNA makes it clear
Someone had it in for your father!...

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[A little spin off from my ‘Freezer Mice’ range]

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Man’s earliest ancestor was a teeny weeny shrew
It poked its nose in everything as it went fro and to
It picked a fight with everyone that came within its range
And all that I can say to that is, ‘some things never change’...

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A name without 
a face. I am an ancestor 
unknown.

A shortened height, 
difficult to exult
in honors bestowed.

The light hurts, in 
earthen cave. You write 
on wall of conscience.

The mud clings.
Stink covers you, like 
serpentine arm.

The arbor has many 
colors. I will choose 
none in dark.


Satish Verma...

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Adam is my ancestor 
Ibrahim is my forefather
Moses is my  mentor 
Jesus is my  teacher 
Muhammad my beloved preacher 
The seal of prophethood, 
The last messenger. 
Allah is my creator, sustainer and master, 
The giver of life and death, 
Breath and the best of life, 
The most gracious, the most merciful, 
I am a Muslim & Islam is my religion....

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Some folks call Holyrood Castle a palace
but it's a real gloomy dump,
there's a right royal rogues gallery
and dank haunted dungeons,
The gift shop is run by Scottish mountain trolls
and the cobbled stone courtyard was hard on my knees.
I did find a distant ancestor of mine,
described by the tour guide
as a 'notable treasonous bugger',
so day not wasted day....

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Ruth, accepted her husband's and mother in law, Naomi's, God, she was dedicated to helping 
Naomi. Naomi's husband and sons had died, leaving her alone in the world with no heirs to 
take her husband's lineage into the future. Ruth gave Naomi a heir to keep her families name 
alive. Jesus' ancestor was Ruth, through her faithfulness to Naomi and God. 


Ruth KJV...

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Back In Time
Staring back
they are.
Wondering 
about the
Ancients
they do.
Wondering about
those who
came before.
Deep history 
exploring.
Digital 
archeology,
searching 
for the
Genesis planet.
Ancestor programs 
churned by 
quantum simulators
looking.
Looking 
for probable 
origin 
scenarios.
We who 
are here,
now.
Lived 
long
 long 
ago!...

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Be tender, with me? 
in midstream. 
I will not arrive.

Perversity was not 
my virtue. I am still 
burning on coals.

It was a disappearing act. 
I become a brown rose 
in your eyes.

The impacted glitch. 
I was not deft 
at the art of weaving a ritual.

I carry the dried skull, 
of my unknown ancestor, 
who would not come back to home.


Satish Verma...

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