Short Babes Poems
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nude iron statues
by Sir Anthony Gormley
stand on Crosby beach
toddler blurted out
“look Grandma, there‘s his willy”
I burst out laughing!
There once was a minister so meek
His sole desire, the Lord for to seek --
Despite babes everywhere
Never once did he stare --
He just grinned, then turned her other cheek
Intrepid camel, name of ibn Shlumpf
Romantic alias ~ Abdullah Heffalumpf
He went ape for the babes, this
Dromedary of all trades
He just wished he could get over their humphs
Babes of all creatures
Gather divinely.
A oneness, pulls each to each in.
Gentle and guile-free.
Infant, with the cubs
Lion, fox; endear.
Playful tussling. Nothing yet
Of the fierce to fear.
To my BFF~
you make me LOL
you had me ROFLMBO
what did you say? OMG
THX for that
WTH? are you kidding me
J/K, I thought so
your so lucky I LVU like a sister
ok well I have to go TTUL
with much HAK~
Form:
Took my five-year-old daughter to the office
On “Take Your Child To Work Day” being cautious
“But daddy, you said
There'd be clowns here”
Poor daddy turned red and became short of oxygen
Magnificent life
Wondrous feeling of babes love
Nestle between breasts
By eve roper 11/9/2014
SIMPLICITY SERIES prb babes*
D G R Millais & Holman Hunt
had art inclinations so very blunt
Loving a style so pre Raphael
by just looking you can easily tell
*Also see my SIMPLICITY SERIES verticals
Mummy mummy,
I’ve just overheard daddy say something so silly
He was shouting on the phone at our Uncle Billy
I’m sure he told Billy to ‘shut the duck up’
Daddy must be confused... Billy’s got a new pup!
12/13/18
Bosom best-buddy Beta Beta Beta boys begin bonding by bringing before biennial brunches:
bouncier basketballs
budget bean burritos
bounteous beefy burgers
beautiful broad-minded busty boyfriend-less babes
better bottled Bavarian/Belgian beers
“Halloween Babes”
Innocent Angels
Prowl darken streets, seek sweet treats
Human evil seeks…
This pure Love of heart
Unaware what evil lurks
In human dark souls…
Just another child
Bites the dust of human lust’s
Illusions of ghouls…
For Contest: Halloween Haiku
In Honor of : Linda-Marie Sweetheart of P.S.
HOMAGE TO A LOVE DEPARTED
his beta,wife and muse
a love,on her death he was to lose
ALEXA
auburn beauty-
sumptuous clothes
in a stunning pose
THE SHEPHERDESS
with long flowing tress
what she thinks
is anyonels guess
SPRING BLOSSOM
fleeting beauty-fresh
see my pre-raphaelite cartoon images @
www.brotherhoodbabes.blogspot.com
I say i don't care about you...
i lied.
I say he isn't on my mind...
i lied.
I say i moved on...
i lied.
I say i love you...
i lied.
I say that i'm okay...
i lied.
I say that i'm an adult...
i lied.
I say i'm ready...
i lied.
I say that i'm happy...
i lied.
I say i don't need you...
I lied.
I lied to you and...
you believed
Grandma, the little girl said
Where do we go when we’re dead?
We go with God up in heaven
She told the young girl of seven
And gently patted the top of her head.
Then my goldfish who died I can say
Is with God up in heaven today
Little brother yelled no
I know that ain’t so
Cause I saw mommy flush him away!
Why must our beloved dogs' lives end much sooner than our own?
It feels like they are no sooner here and then they are gone.
"I know why," a child innocently told me outright.
"People are born so they can learn how to live a good life,
like loving everbody and being nice, right?
Well dogs already do that," the child went on,
"so they don't have to stay here for very long."
I wake in sweats
Drenched in the regrets
Of a desert womb
This empty tomb
Where lie the never born
Whom I may never mourn
Never mourn this constant lack
That has me forever in deepest black
Never sit and talk beside their graves
For I can never bury the bodiless babes
Never sit and silently pray
For what dies inside me every day.
© Barry Freeman – 1st May 2021
(In Memory Of the late Christopher Wallace aka Biggie Smalls)
About My leaving here, it was all a
dream
A living nightmare, or, so it would
seem
With Me coming to falter on the
balancing beam
After coaxing on Stardom, gently
down the stream
Just cause Somebody felt a need to
blow off steamd
But, like I said, it was just All a dream
That is, until I heard My dear Mother
scream
(RIP Biggie Smalls)
BEATRIX aka Liz
the daydream became reality
his living hell for all to see
MARIANA
weary,dreary her gaze
symbol of Autumn days
her lonesome Fall-
awaits his call
BEREAVED MOTHER
news,bad and sad
brings no fear
to one who holds God near
MILLAIS GIRL WITH JUG
spring blossom weather
all girls together
a picnic by Millais
an early May day
see my pre-raphaelite cartoon images @
www.brotherhoodbabes.blogspot.com
Winter arrives on a carpet of white,
in a glistening gown of ice and snow.
She alights as migrating geese take flight
and blustery breezes begin to blow,
to the cheers of the babes of Scorpio.
Snow entombs Autumn's dead in a white shroud,
burying city streets till they get plowed
and shutting down all but Nature's playground.
As a grey, somber sky gives way to cloud,
Nature's wildlife begins hunkering down.