Unhatched Poems - Poems about Unhatched

... A red-throated hummingbird, betrayed, begins the annual rite of packing up his nest, in response to the mercurial spinning of winds, and the twisted temperaments of weather. Distant fr......

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...When I went out this morning, I heard two robins somewhere singing. Then, I heard them in a bush; One said to the other: Shush... our unhatched babies are laughing.......

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...How bird-like a new fetus is, like a chick in an egg, the delicate spine curved, all the fine bones promissory wish-bones tucked into s floating nest. Unseen embryonic pathways are not yet c......

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... "The Messenger" Love is rich with venom and honey. there was a female ... snake, it watched with green-eyed avarice, covetting a dove’s nest the dove, wa......

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...When the snout of lush abundance is full and flowing, when all prey and creature-kind spill upon the verdant swards, then it is that I worry night and day, for the stoat, fox and hawk are at work,......

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...There’s a boy in the cellar with a stone in his mouth. In the stone is a bird. In the bird is a future unhatched, unborn, unclean. Unbeknownst to the world, he is dead. In the dark there is lau......

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...Valentine's Day 2021 Yours truly not necessarily romantic fellow at heart more accurately methinks myself lame and inadequate sorry excuse for reasonably rhyming spouse, but courtesy after si......

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...Oval Orange speckled rock As large as a giant dinosaur egg Sat in the scratchy field out back Of our lakeside A-Frame cottage Next to McLaughlin’s orchard of cherries Where honeybees are fann......

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...When the green snout is full rabbits spill on the lawn. I worry night and day, because the stoats and the Red Tails are at work even in whelm and nimiety they hack and harrow. The young ki......

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...A tapestry lay in an ancient sun, Basking neath a ventrous day yet unspun, Colorful hues of ocher and saffron, Draws aqueous fumes that moist production, Every eye, blossom, unhatched egg, gr......

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...Time is of the essence when playing The field is wide open to the opportunist Love is an engine fueled by lust Many eggs remain unhatched, untouched Undamaged by the trust you bring There is no ......

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...You were a bird And I was an egg You left me unhatched And I was unfed I was not a pencil To use on your test But you didn't care You used his chalk instead I was a raindrop That fell on......

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... Slowly and stately they shuffle along the ice Oblivious and orderly they move from the sea into the frozen wilderness Moving with uncanny precision along the widest king's highway on earth ......

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...I was a comely damsel Made of fragile fair clay, Pregnant with unhatched rebellion, Beclouded with the mist of youthhood, And on the broad path Dreaming of butterflies. I heard a still voice ......

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...A poem still in its shell I'm listening for peeps......

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