Short Incubated Poems

In the chilly weather, all just wonder
Inside the blanket, incubated a night
Still rains pouring, cocks still crow
To signify for all, lives ripe to start
Contents of incubation,turn to give more...

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slowly do they creep
these demons
smiling slayers of souls
creeping
shadow-like thoughts
incubated in the womb
of a dungeoness despair
taunting the daylight
of forever’s darkness


John G. Lawless
©3/19/2019...

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Slaying all bible verse
He danced his words to heights
He was
The one

He never grew
The child always fresh
He had no lovers
Only fans

Death came inside a tear
Loneliness incubated fears
Dancing on the moon
Alone...

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Baby newborn incubated in a tiny cylinder
Soon free breathing on her own…
Her parent’s glee when she shyly smiles
Her doctor’s silent plea that she thrive
A beautiful little sweet pea so fully alive

SECOND PLACE WINNER
written October 29, 2021
especially for "Something Beautiful 5 Line" poetry contest
sponsored by Charles Messina...

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A treatise on regenerating life
Old Man Winter's residual cultivated by Spring's mid-wife
Into fertile cavity seed with precision did knife
In earth's dark bosom; cauldron of strife
With jolting, painful movements rife
Helios incubated the embryonic pod
Unction sparked from Zeus's rod
Jupiter's vital streams embalmed ingrown clod
With growing pressure swelling kernel did prod
Fledgling shoots pushed through birth canal onto sod...

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Stay quiet.
Those blurry shadows
at the end of the mind
are getting restless. 
They have incubated
for too long now
and will soon awake
and Iook for a form.

Every thought
you have is a feather to them,
plucking each as they are born,
putting themselves together
with what they take. 
They care little for light
or dark. Survival is what
matters, growing on fear,
feeding on a lifetime
of leftovers.
Love kills them....

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"Guerrillas"

Society's sins turned an extrovert into a hermit, cannot trust your neighbors everyone plotting on how to make a million,, selfishness is the new bingo!

I feel for the infants incubated inside the dragon's layer where an injection so lethal feels so legal yet a book is considered a hook so it is better avoided....

My swarthy skin got me trapped in the projects, streets and jail cells.
Why are we always the victim of circumstance?...

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When time is due, I shall come forth-
that is natures way

If I spring forth before I am due to be revealed
I will be nothing but a stillborn

The harsh reality of life are not meant for stillborns,
 I must therefore be incubated for due time

I see and understand from all of natures way that everything that came into 
existence was incubated for the right time

When the time is due nothing can fight against manifestation-
  then, existence must begin....

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Life Is
Written: by Miracle Man
3/7/2020

Life isn't only wildflower picking,
but it's also about grubbing weeds.
Which flourish during April showers,
from seasons long past, and fallen seeds. 

Each day is determined by the thoughts,
incubated during my Rem sleep.
I sleep approximately four hours,
probably why thoughts, appear so cheap.


“More important than what others think about you,
is your self image, and what God knows about you.”
Tom
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