Trimesters Poems - Poems about Trimesters

...In a world where I do not exist, poetry lies. My progeny disappears - there are no words. Exists not a pair of green eyes, only the wind sighs at that particular point when angels are birds. In......

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...Date: September 2049 Early morning pleasant weather Time. Holly woke thinking she would Visit her mother today. She felt ill Lately she's been feeling this Uneasiness. She couldn't, she ......

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...Ruminating vagaries of life May 2nd, 2021 (conceived while in utero which loosely summarization in toto of this ordinary Joe Schmoe, who did wade nine months for a roe at mercy of obstetrician......

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...This is my true story: I am a dream I flow from the depths of Bliss. Creating schemes and systems without cognition, cell by cell, I became a numinous zygote, I'm wonderfully made! I came......

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...They say that good or bad, things happen in 3's, are best. The Christians know of the Trinity, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, there is also the 3 wise men. 3 Monastic Vows (Poverty, Chastity, and O......

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...gliding through its ripples breaking the stillness in harmony paddling with my ancestors serene other than a loon's call as witness gaging the span of mountains by trimesters a sunrise about to ......

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...People of sacred Cornucopias found ourselves politically alone competing to survive in Earth's choking climates of totally domesticated and over-run despair, then neglect, then more actively te......

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...here in our country, people suffer in cancer. it's industrial prism. no one can't get away. one has hired just last year, then see what it'll turn. after three trimesters, a new life will app......

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...It was eleventh day of December, When heaven sent me a gift. A precious gem I can treasure, Until the last breath I take. Ten years ago I reckon, A stranger love stole my dream. A vernal life......

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...Am I a phenomenon of procreation, or an accident Of birth? Arriving on my chariot of nativity I spent Three trimesters in the sanctuary of a womb, and now I am a child in this world of human. ......

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