Short Procreation Poems

egg sperm, coalesce 
embryo hidden, progress
nine month time childbirth...

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animalistic
	insemination instinct ~
		posh procreation

(September Full Moon – Cree)...

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A kiss is a tender gateway station
For those who cherish procreation
   Yet should it lack some passion
   Its promise may not be cashed in...

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PROCREATION


If,
The act of procreation
Painful was,
Rarely 
Would we have witnessed 
Children to be
Born!

 

©Demetrios Trifiatis
    15 APRIL 2013...

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Consummation
Procreation
Completion

In peace
And war
Crows soar

To remind us all
Of eternal,
Eternal hearts,
Eternal souls,

Love is
Eternal....

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HAIKU
~~~~~~~

souvenirs of love

families celebrating

life... procreation

~~~~~~~~~~
 
Inspired by Joseph May's 'One in Five' - Poetry Contest...

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I will adopt one of your mistakes
before I would ever procreate.
I will never create a child of my own
when there are so many unwanted children 
who deserve a loving home....

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subtle satin
nature’s aid to man’s creation,
subtle satin
sleepless nights of lavender spin
yet embracing mediation
our love of procreation,
subtle satin.

© Harry J Horsman  2011...

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Procreation:
 
A silky-smooth web of pleasure

Masterfully weaved by divinity 

To entangle all living creatures 

For ensuring life in infinity!





© Demetrios Trifiatis
    25 October 2015...

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All Beauty Calls Delight. Every Freeman Grows Heavenward Inspiring Justice, Keeping Lilliputian Mentalities Natal, Ordering Procreation, Qualifying Rare Synthesises Toward Universal Visitations, Wandering Xanadu, Yearning…. Zion....

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Bleached
Melon
From a vine
Growing upon earth
Individuality owned
Upon conception of lurid pulchritude fashion
Designed scarcity subsequent to generations of procreation in essence




written with a picture of a white pumpkin in my mind....

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The Lord,

Has used the act of procreation as a bait

For the existence of the species to ensure. 

If 

Painful He had made it, though, none of us

Would be around, Man's future to assure!






© Demetrios Trifiatis 
          08 August 2019...

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THE GREATEST MAGICIAN



Mother Nature,
The greatest magician of
All, 
Lured humans into the trap 
Of procreation 
By
Concealing their suffering,
Within 
The act of making love,
Once the trap 
Closed,
Prisoners of their desire
Humans are!
 


©Demetrios Trifiatis
    15 APRIL 2013...

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Rabbits create quickly
fruitful procreation

spurring tender feelings
domestication shared.

I connect with one for 
just this dawn, she has birthed 

four babies, smack dab in 
the middle of my lawn.

March 20, 2020

hostess: Dear Heart
contest:  Alexandrines Modified Poetry...

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Even today life, bio genetics means
Marketing of juice
Packed in an of envelope love.
Here democracy, independence means
Oratory of vote demon
Electing the greatest poison
Here sky rneans boundary of land
Trembling of a flag.
Here peace and equality means
Procreation of advertised power....

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Lachrymal Love


Be your love lachrymally liquefied,
A single tear shed, will keep my heart satisfied…
May your presence drip with intoxication,
Many tears shed in pelvic procreation.




June.07.2018
When a fourth line helps it to rhyme! 
Sponsored by: Silent One...

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Bled from the golden realms of passion my heart is etched in hues 
dipped in the fountain of everlasting wishes I am your faithful muse 
living in the center of your amorous procreation
burning like fire inside your soul, a sweet elation 
infuses my heart and leads it by the rhythm of my soul's profuse...

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Listen to poem:

blest
with
the miracle
of life growing within
of procreation

new matriarch
channeling
universal
chi 



AP: Honorable Mention 2020, Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on October 25, 2020 for contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE (33) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on October 24, 2020...

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OH MY! SPRING.
~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oh 
my! Spring,
winter tied!
Don't be confused,
winter's fickle ways.
Stay cool until you know.
The sun will tell you when to.
When to call life to attention.
Its rays will linger, getting stronger.
Your cue to shout, "Start procreation now"!
...

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A moment, the need, undeniable desire
A memory, the seed, igniting fire
A burning,  so deep, eternal glow
A yearning, so steep, upward to go
A craving, too strong, instincts grab hold
A mating, too long, can never grow old
A creation, by design, for humanity to know
A recreation, by desire, for infinity will flow...

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Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Contest Name	FEBRUARY FUNNY BONE 

Me Valentine

Me Valentine flashed past, bugger it,  
With some Galah, from Garah, a Tom Twit, 
Not needed for procreation, 
I’ve lost yet another sweet  ‘lation,’         (relation)
Sure of it, just having a blue black fit. 

Don Johnson...

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dirty hands shaking
the stains of bluish blood
trickled
oil to wash sticky glued
and perfumed
we go to recreate
recreation of procreation
clean hands filthy fingers
war of love
dream of death
colonisation
fingers move palm rests
fidgety chasing the vigilant holes
to rest for a while in 
the darkness of 
the warmth...

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I have missed out
on the man I see
only in dreams.

That look, that touch,
would have meant
so much to me.

Putting love aside,
procreation
was my guide.

Hurt too much
in the past
for love to last.

Felt unworthy,
insecure
and impure.

Lonely now.
Missing you.
I am waiting.

Somehow...

could you find me?...

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That 
toad,bloated, 
nose 
in 
the 
air.
What 
thinks 
he 
of 
this 
life?
Position, 
money, 
love, 
hate, 
procreation, 
death?
Then 
are 
we 
like 
the 
animal 
that 
we 
eat
Today 
here, 
tomorrow 
gon, 
forgotten. 
If 
that 
is 
animal-
man, 
transitory,
 why 
does 
he 
think 
so 
much 
of 
self?
I 
wish 
som 
good 
angel 
wil5 
tell 
me...

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Upon the oceans rising swell
Albatross, penguins, seals as well
On the surface, or down below
For eight months the life they’ll know

Natures call to procreation!
And miles from their destination.
Until that call, life was so slow
For eight months the life they’ll know

For most when destinations reached
Most babies born where mothers beached
Done, back to sea where they’ll grow
For eight months the life they’ll know...

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