Short Transplant Poems

Please Transplant me
to a better life,
I am dying to live....

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Transplant the organs, one by one,
And when the surgery is done
Transfer the most important part:
A conscience to his heart....

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I'm sitting here in despair,
I used to have so much hair,
At least I've still got a grin,
Perhaps I'll have a lottery win
And get a follicle transplant to repair....

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If a man/woman is totally bald on the head 
And wanted a hair transplant...

Could the hair plug be taken from the arm pit?

If so don't forget to use deodorant daily!!...

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There once was a dude named Vance
Who walked around town with no pants
Caught a chill down below
Stood erect, and then froze
Old Vance needed a Hoo Haa transplant...

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There once was dude named Vance
Who walked around town with no pants
Caught a chill down below
Stood erect, and then froze
Old Vance needed a Hoo Haa transplant...

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There once was a dude named Vance
Who walked around town with no pants
Caught a chill down below
Stood erect and then froze
Old Vance needed a Hoo Haa transplant...

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There once was dude named Vance
Who walked around town with no pants
Caught a chill down below
Stood erect, and then froze
Old Vance needed a Hoo Haa transplant


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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You occupy all four
Your love is the donor
You‘re my heartbeat therefore

Your love trauma
My induced coma 
A heart transplant, no time sooner

My healthier flora
My rhythm, my drummer
Your beat in me forevermore...

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Rice seedlings in hand, I transplant rice in the paddy field,
And as I lower my head I see the sky that water does yield.
For a good harvest, the roots must be kept pure and clean,
Moving forward is what stepping back does really mean.
(tran.)...

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I had a face transplant
'cos I was off my face, as was.
I trolled the book of faces
till I found one I liked.
We did a face swap, swabbed - 
me and my friend that was.
Now I am her, she is me,
selfies facing up.
We kept our friends and likes....

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A sip of whisky, a little nipsky-
for my liver this is risky!
Cirrhosis bound, by ultrasound,
but still I feel a little frisky

Does it matter, when to Death are shackled,
and we join earth's Kings and Queens?
Time, the force, we cannot battle-
I've seen it in my Dreams!...

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(from The John Poems)

Transplant my heart;
I need it no more,
And remove my libido too.
Neither’s required
For this life I live,
Useless as love for you.

Lobotomize
The caring part
Of my overheated brain.
Then proceed to excise
The urge to dream.
I’ll never love again....

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Simple squamous epithelium
That lines the frothing orifice
Of politicians and wine-soaked braggarts

Cytoplasm
That flows equally
In justice and infectious regurge

Genes
That transplant the ghastly
Pale-light abscess of custom-made drivel

God, Ph.D.,  you too?

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"I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you. I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.' Ezekiel 36:26

a heart transplant with

satisfaction guaranteed . . .

born anew in Christ


Jan. 30, 2022
for Beata Agustin's 
Newness Senryu Poetry Contest...

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Renegade trees are suffocating the yard.
One became seven rather quickly.
When I discovered the mother tree,
I congratulated myself on a successful transplant years ago.
I had babied my little forest tree almost too much.
Never dreaming she was going to become the grandmother of the yard.
Going forth and multiplying....

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A second chance is always there
As God is offering us a second chance
Like vaccination,organ transplant
And test-tube baby
A hope and life is always there
Let's thank the scientists and so God
For the salvation and contribution
For the greatness,devotion and love
Ever found on earth
To fight the devils and the evils...

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Tommy’s heart lay motionless, 
surrounded by ice-cubes in an ice-box.  

“We will be together again!” Christine assured his heart.

The van she drove raced swiftly to the hospital, 
as fast as sun god Ra’s fiery chariot. After the heart transplant, she wondered 
whether her lover would still recognize her in his new body....

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Another stroke from his brush was gently applied,
Eagerly painting over lie after lie,
Another piece of the canvas dressed to fit the part
Dissipates by the passion of the painter’s heart
Another coat stains the errors from the previous owners
Over time, perfection divine, a transplant from its original downer.


By; Sabina Nicole...

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Somewhere, oh is my brain slow,
Birdbrains..... have I.....
That's why, I want to go,
For a brain transplant,oh, oh, my!

Somewhere along the pillow tops,
My brains leak out,
I am, slowly becoming,
The King of all fops.....

Somewhere, my IQ
Has serious leaks
That's why, I stare at walls all day,
And think that's "tops"...

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I had to be courageous as a lion
when I felt like a small kitty inside.

I had to fly really high in the sky
when I was afraid of heights.

I had to jump in the big ocean
when I couldn't even swim.

I had to open my heart to love
when I needed a heart transplant.


*Photo 3

Inspired the " Free Verse or Rhyme" contest
Sponsor: Eve Roper

5-1-19...

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From man's tongue
flows both honey of the hive
and the sting of bees.
Many go about
telling half truths, tickling ears,
and casting stones.
The tongue,
is not the problem per se,
but a symptom of the problem.
Using self diagnosis,
many make attempts to Band-Aid
(or control) the tongue,
oblivious to the fact
that the real need
is a transplant. (change of heart)...

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I am a  miserable victim
of  regular heart-transplant
the first heart troubled me
the second was oversize
the third is had ten chambers
It emerged to hearts of today
are no longer biological organs
in functional system of life
I do not trust pastors either
priests tell me own things
three rings I have put on
I’ll hire a spy at any fee 
to scribble daily report about
about covert life of my heart...

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The curfew of the liver - long gone.
The crowd - drunk, delusional, blank.
We were driving, standing still or worse -
both at the same time.
Howl time, bone time, penetration time
ticking slowly in shadows' breaths.
The war will never be over and
we finally get it.
A soul transplant,
an euthanasia of disfunctional dreams.
Do you still hear the crowd?
These mechanic voices of your mothers.
They whisper:
Shoot....

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Who wants to go to Mars?

Be forewarned, the round trip is three years

now I'll ask again... who wants to go to Mars?

if you've got an urgent surgery approaching

like a heart transplant or leg replacement

perhaps a postponement would be wise

however, if you're ninety-seven

you'll surely want to get back for some cake

okay I'm being silly again... must apologize

how about Jamaica or Rangjung?...

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