Short Breech Poems

the mayor told the police to retreat
a chop zone was born on the breech
in such a very short time
there were dozens of crimes
Seattleites deserve an apology...

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Horrible Orange Hair

Trump's horrible hair was orange after it he did bleach;
Brain had been severely affected when born breech;
Get rid of we asked God;
Did give us distinct nod;
He is a lousy loser and leech who ;
we should impeach.

Jim Horn...

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A secret glows behind my smile
but never creases lip nor brow
I sit with it once in awhile,
a secret glows behind my smile.

It travels veins, a rushing Nile
to tempt a breech of silent vows.
A secret glows behind my smile
but never creases lip nor brow....

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drifting past the isle
on sapphire seas like warm silk 
my heart dreams of you
moonfaced in rapture roiling
your nether world edged onyx

part the limbs of land
breech the shores of lunar orbs
rest the lance dear one
upon the sole opal pearl
climax with earthly delight...

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Mayday, Mayday Kirk!
Transport to Galileo
Needs energizing

Running on impulse
All deflector shields are down
And venting plasma

Possible core breech
Romulan battle cruiser
De-cloaked and attacked

They've taken the ship
Corbomite Maneuver may
Be the last resort......

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To my sons

His feet
Lead him to breech
Any borders and seek
To meet his brothers as equals
Steven.
His feet
Lead him to leap
Over walls and land on his feet
Andrew
His feet
Seek to be free
To reach the top of trees
And fly to where dares the eagle
Matthew.

By CarolineCecile...

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Beyond Her Womb

beyond her reach,
a child she had born, a breech,
crept into a cab across the street,
careful that their eyes not meet.


OR . . .


Beyond Her Womb

beyond her reach,
a child she had born, a breech,
stepped from a cab across the street,
eager for their eyes to meet....

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Went to the dentist;
And tooth's he did pull;
Opps!! pulled the wrong ones;

So when I smiled oh, oh;
A darken breech peeked;
He’d taken out three

Now I can drink with a straw twixt
 my tWo front t__th?
TEETH



4/09/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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aura seeped'n seals
trained by breech
entrenched in smirk
leering limbs lurch
saucy smirk spank
face into trance

lusty lips weave
hoisted hankering hymns
rustling robust rhythm

jumpy jazz jolts
per punctured pores
sappy song sawn

admirer nursing gores
felon face prod.
    '20:02:07:19:23...

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Let some hope dreams reach arms 
first,
Yet come cope. Seems each charm 
burst
Frets from dopes' schemes. Speech 
harms worst.
Debts numb popes. Teams preach 
warm thirst;
Wet rum. Roped beams breech 
barms! Cursed
Vets hum mopes! Streams leech! 
Farms nurse
Pet bums? Nope! Gleams screeched 
swarmed hearse!...

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After nine months of pregnancy she was admitted to the nearest hospital with no labor pain so artificial oxytocin was given but nothing transpired. Child laid in her womb position footling breech and finally took birth after caesarean. Baby was looking like a red apple and an ordinary female child with dreams to accomplish....

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Trump Looks Like Big Whale

Trump looks like big whale on a beach
Can you imagine him being born breech
Seems to think what looks real great
Beautiful woman lying on bed prostrate
But an erection could never reach.

He truly is a real sad case of rotten tomatoes.

Jim Horn

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poets/top_100_poets_most_poems_all_time.aspx...

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Victorian Stalker

Tis but a dagger that I wear
No need your eyes to tarry there
Tis true my cup doth overflow
There dwells the happiness I show
Hither hath no dearth of joy
Durst thou besought this wayward goy
Henceforth wither thou walketh out
No twain betwixt will come about
Yet, cometh, Maiden, I beseech
Naught hath I’ve spoken wrought a breech!

	6/26/12...

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The young smile behind ice cream cones
crying when they skin a knee.

The elders puff up behind fine machines
imploding when life has broken into pieces.

Tranquility lies somewhere in between 
Everything is temporary like a breech or a breeze...

Somewhere between the cone and the bleed
take a breath-pray to have appreciation
for the day
for just living....

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Why does Ms. Breech teach children?
She doesn’t even like kids!
From the mouth of a five-year-old
our “teacher of the year” would hold a grudge forever
against this innocent honest five-year-old, if she knew.
I guess no one told the selection committee
how many students despise school after kindergarten here
wonder if being boss’s cousin has something to do with her crown?...

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Pour out the arsenal at the breech
At the feet of the Prince of Peace
Speechless, hands empty I kneel.
No recompense.
Useless are weapons of self-defence,
We all are to blame.
Forgiveness must reign
To clean the slates of pain,
So deep the wounds, the stain!
You wrote on the tablet of my heart.
God blessed us from the start.
So now to be renewed in hope,
To continue the faith; in peace to cope
Day to day,
For this I'll pray....

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I walk on the beach approaching night,
while sunset slumbers awaiting my sight
upon its descent to breech twilight.
The half-breed child of night and day,
is slowly dying and slipping away,
turning golden hue to grey.

Night has arrived, I turn my eye,
back to the moment just passed by,
disappearing into a constant sky.
Tomorrow will come, the sun will rise,
and I will walk toward its demise,
a bit more tired...a bit more wise....

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A snow bound silence descends now
upon my hallowed home,
the traffic's gone, the streets unplowed
and I'm engrossed in tomes.

A ribald tale of myst'ry roils
the knights have charged the breech
the bard sings tall tales of old
of maiden's love's unleashed.

The pendants mark the battles course
as Saxons face the Celts
unarmored men fought Saxon's, Norse
in naught but paint and pelts.

And so it was, and so it is
as men live or die for a kiss....

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So sacrifice the sacrificial,
like a windblown winter thistle,
directionless, unguided missile,
too late, too late, the warning whistle.

Deaf and dumb, ignore the warner,
crouched and shrouded in your corner,
since time began, the endless mourner,
hiding from the ceaseless scorner.

Darkness that no light can breech,
sightlessly your eyes beseech,
straining, but just out of reach,
silent sermons never preached.


©Danielle White...

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Life awakens in a serous sea
Momentary stirs inside me
Reminding me I’m not alone
also how large that I have grown.
Be patient my fidgety one
It won’t be long, your day will come
Your scheduled time is drawing near
To usher in a brand new year.
Christmas past was…ooh! God It hurts
It must be January 1st!
Parturition has now begun;
Well, do your thing daughter or son
It matters not since you’re my first
Though I pray not breech but headfirst....

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Ministries common following's ford
as rambling messaging's spaced toward
linguistic parsonage accord ~
. . . a neither pace attempts the Lord!

A breech of favored in between
is not the true essayist dream,
identities foregoing ream
is but identical in its seam!

Occlusion as the outcome's scheme,
a floating chance of origin
has none, but nature's begging scene,
doubt casting's fate becomes adjourn!

That placate stifles truth's concern,
while tensions buckle with their yearn!...

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Ah, to write
to gather random thoughts
corral them
Giddy-up….whoa….style.
Chase down those tumble weeds,
itinerant thoughts
blown by the whimsical winds
of imagination
into ever unmanageable
clusters of confusion
straining at the painful restraints
of barbed wire freedom.
A delusional state of self imposed
unconscious conformity
ever alert for the “rustlers”
who would cut the wire
breech the delusion
change brands
claim victory.


John G. Lawless
©12/19/2021...

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