Short Bloodline Poems
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doesnt have a bloodline
wish i could shed mine
just waiting for you to end
it give time a chance
cos the future ended back there
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Don’t owe to you
Just because of you
Drew the figure
Don’t owe to you
Just because of you
Got in bloodline
Said an apple To
Its tree because, it
Told I belong to the landlord.
blue bloodline breeds best behaviors but bad beginnings bring beasts
Contest title: MONOKLITTERATION Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Date of poem: 30th May, 2025
Syllable count: 16
THE FAIRY TALE MUST END
I measured once upon a time.
How many syllables and rhyme,
trill the royal bloodline.
How many days they drink their wine
Do they hear the crystal clear chime?
8/8/2017
Limerick
"Rain is God's tears upon us." By Poet
We need the sun and rain,
over and over again.
They come by God's perfect design,
through His holy bloodline.
When I see the sun,
I see His smile and fun.
When I see the rain,
I see a tear filled with His pain.
I flap, remembered
through treacherous gusts:
freedom dismembered
by old bloodline trusts
assuring collapse
with floods of treaties
prompting a relapse
of diabetes
bursting the synapse
in chemical sway,
tightening those bootstraps
till trust fades away.
Romantic feelings
If I were a horse
with an unsure bloodline
If you, on a summer’s day
when the field was green
stroked my flanks, gave me
a slice of bread
I would love you more than
The beautiful nurse
Who helped me with my socks
When I could not bend down
Mother Nature works with positives and negatives
there are those who hunt, and those who are hunted
and there are those, who eat fruit and vegies
while spreading the seed of nature, when they have to go to the dunny
but humans just hunt and spread, the evil bloodline of MONEY
Something's in my heart
It won't stop beating not
As the flow of blood my blood vessels curl
Like a pipe flowing with water
My arteries do follow throughout
My body entwined the bloodline
My heart bleeds love
12/19/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
It’s flowing quickly down the wall
From your black, bleeding heart
Rivulets and bright ruddy pools
As flesh and bone do part
Linear flow and gravity
Makes it so nice and fine
Red droplets and streaky scarlet
A stretched out bloody line
©Copyright 2015. All rights reserved.
We have been coaxed by honeyed words,
Deranged by colonized thoughts, my sons.
Our sinews have furnished their bans
While we are submerged in poverty’s fangs.
You hold to each others’ throat
Nourished with daggers from intruders’ moats.
Is this how you want My bloodline to end?
I'm the primal fear
In the sudden stamp of hooves
When the danger’s near
In the snap of fang
The snarl of hate and rage
I am twice enraged
In the lust for life
Know, the bloodline vein runs deep
And I will survive!
A primeval beast
I'm fight and I'm flight – With you
And in you, I feast –
My ancient spirit walks with me through time
Past our old hometown into barbed city existence --
And though sagas of ventures test every flight
This mystic lore from elders to conquer darkness
Stirs a live potion flowing within my bloodline.
Jan 4, 2017: Rooting For 8 To 5
Contest by nette onclaud
Pain pain go away,
You little b!tch you cannot stay.
I want you gone, Far from me
F*ck off now, and leave me be.
sick of doctors, sick of stress,
Sick n' tired of takin meds.
I want to know what's wrong with me,
A want to be "normal", cant you see?
It wont happen this I know,
With my bloodline,.... it goes to show....
His royal bloodline
can be traced
to the temples and
pyramids of Egypt
Killer instinct
fully intact,
but no longer
required
Regal bearing
reflected
in every
movement
He sits nobly now,
on this humble
throne of pine
and carpet
Waiting for his
master to groom
his mane and
serve his dinner
Little prince
Royalty thrives in the tunnel that is my vein
Driving my consciousness to reflect power
Confidence remains high even in the midst of my lows
Head held high looking up toward my creator
The pride that exist within, was constructed elsewhere
The mystery lives on and questions still loom
One thing for sure, my pride will never wither
A brave black sheep and a wintry white crow
At midday moon got lost in the meadow.
The duo shed odd differences with pride
And found themselves as a groom and a bride.
Black sheep’s family so thrilled to entwine,
Gathered gayly to embrace new bloodline.
Now the sheep and the crow coo in delight:
Beware: not everything is black and white!
Jesus Savior of Humanity-
All American
Back from the island
A charter member of the United Nation
Deployment of races
Environment DNA bloodline in the clay
Flourish onward mighty creator
Giver of life
Heavenly Father of all things
Immortal inventor creator of heaven
Jesus Savior of humanity
7/30/19
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Down in my heart flows the bloodline;
While in my mind Sparks the thoughts;
My heart bounce pumps love kind;
My brain charges electroids brought;
And the matters of matter is tangible;
And the thought of thoughts is plausible;
Not caught in inclusions;
I keep moving
3/22/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
We are born without consent,
thrown into existence without warning,
no map, no instructions.
We rely on those who created us—
themselves guided by fading echoes,
a bloodline of trial and error,
passing down survival like
testing food for poison.
Generations upon generations,
none of us truly knowing,
yet all of us pretending
we were meant to.**
Do more
My seed
More Than I could imagine
Live loud
So that my ears hurt
It's your purpose
To be Big
Bigger than I ever could be
My bloodline
Go far
Further than I can dream
Because that is my success
To see you win
To dance
To seize
To take life by the horns
And wrangle it down
To ride it hard
Go out
My Loves
See what I have not
Go far
Do more
In few years,
Few days,
Few hours,
Few minutes,
Few seconds.
I might close
my eyes.
I might lose
my breath.
I might lose
everything.
I might not
see the world.
I might not
see my friends.
I might end
my bloodline.
Starting now,
I will seize
each day.
I will live,
I will learn,
I will write
While I can.
As if it's my last.
Lei Strauss 2019
I sit at my family’s empty table
Life’s feast is almost gravely gone
I am the final guest left in this familial fable
All within my bloodline have somehow succumbed
I recall the time of the sweet, sour, bitter and salty with zeal
Each gathering shared with love for each other at every meal
November 13, 2022
Bitesize Poem Number 55
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Some say my cousin got around
passing on his bloodline
young and wild with a strong esteem
no matter who it was
Shame his bloodline has family ties
one was his sister Jean
his Pop's found out, boy what a scene
now I know why he's blind
T Reams 3/26/2015 contest sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
'Let Me Feel Your Lines #6 bloodline