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Ultrasound Poems - Poems about Ultrasound


Premium Member If UltraSound Machines Break Down
If ultrasound machines of the world all break down We had better make friends with nocturnal bats.brown. They use ultrasound to locate and navigate There is one hanging by my west garden gate Vampire bats could help us diagnose disease Be polite and make sure you use thank you and please Nurses and doctors will have to be trained to be...

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Categories: ultrasound, animal,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Ultrasound
Ultra-sound I see you. I see you there, inside of me. How can that be? What a miracle you are? What a joy to come in my life. I am thankful for the gift, I do not deserve. Let my heart do all that it can, to preserve the treasure, that I have been given. To...

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Categories: ultrasound, angel, baby, child, childhood,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member I Can Hear Ultrasound
I can hear ultrasound. No, you can’t. Yes, I can. I hear it now. No, you don’t. Yes, I do. I really do. I can see ultraviolet lights too. No, you can’t unless you are an alien. Exactly....

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Categories: ultrasound, 7th grade, 8th grade,
Form: Light Verse
Ultrasound Womb Drown
Estrogen translator of old Kolkata gender fears, mother sanctuary taker of New Delhi labor tears Women of masculine oppression struggling to stay afloat in the sea of Me Too Their babies are drowning in the womb of testosterone misogynist no never can do The ultrasound of their pain has long been a silent vexing An unwarranted touch always came with a promised organizational...

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Categories: ultrasound, abuse, society, truth, women,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Ultrasound of An Unborn Child
We saw the ultrasound of your unborn child Early this morning, still awakening When at the speed of light It raced across the internet finding its way Into our home and hearts. Your mother began to cry and I Was stunned and stupefied At the reality of it all, remembering when You were one time just so small. I wondered...

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Categories: ultrasound, childhood, daughter, family, mother,
Form: Free verse




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