Least Read Poems About Evolution
#evolution
yelluw_always
Poem Published
2nd Jan 2019 5:14pm
2nd Jan 2019 5:14pm
influences
there no more refrains
of names
like Place of Circling Waters
where the swallows frenzy
during this curious
slit of
blush
swarms swerve
clamor chaos
at least
to me and sensible
...
of names
like Place of Circling Waters
where the swallows frenzy
during this curious
slit of
blush
swarms swerve
clamor chaos
at least
to me and sensible
...
#river
#nature
#peace
#evolution
#meditation
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8 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
5th Mar 2019 6:36am
5th Mar 2019 6:36am
druid observations
winter is summer
the same tree pushed under coastal ice
and then dense by hazelnuts
the windshield gets a scraping
almost blinding a curve
both times all times uncovered
of unrelenting freeze and unrelenting life
spring is fall
the branch appoints itself
as a moonwalker leaping for the sun
one slow fraction of a second
bearing happily its lull
also cast off by a pull
ying and yang it cracks
it stretches it scarfs it loosens
the same person rises ...
the same tree pushed under coastal ice
and then dense by hazelnuts
the windshield gets a scraping
almost blinding a curve
both times all times uncovered
of unrelenting freeze and unrelenting life
spring is fall
the branch appoints itself
as a moonwalker leaping for the sun
one slow fraction of a second
bearing happily its lull
also cast off by a pull
ying and yang it cracks
it stretches it scarfs it loosens
the same person rises ...
#animals
#nature
#evolution
#astronomy
#historical
22 reads
13 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
31st Mar 2019 7:44pm
31st Mar 2019 7:44pm
Conception / with Tardegrade /
Dusted by golden seeds, they began
a migration of our pores, product
of promiscuous trees feeding upon our need
in this paradise mold.
Salacious motes with gravid
intent of survivalist propaganda
manifest through our openings.
Imminent invasion of the popular
momentum- it takes root
in us all, this digging only to be a slow
explosion into air, its route
at the whim of atmospheric currents,
our dirt-bed bodies recycling as sea to cloud.
Hungry tendrils reaching, above
as below, to capture ...
a migration of our pores, product
of promiscuous trees feeding upon our need
in this paradise mold.
Salacious motes with gravid
intent of survivalist propaganda
manifest through our openings.
Imminent invasion of the popular
momentum- it takes root
in us all, this digging only to be a slow
explosion into air, its route
at the whim of atmospheric currents,
our dirt-bed bodies recycling as sea to cloud.
Hungry tendrils reaching, above
as below, to capture ...
#evolution
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3 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
8th Jan 2020 3:12am
8th Jan 2020 3:12am
Sensational captivation
Your sensational magnetism,
Covered branches of trees,
As the wind expose,
Secrecy of your nature,
Encoded along side "azaleas"
At the bottom of your trunk,
As honey bees ,
coloured sun rays lips,
Petal's scribbled,
Engraved name
As sugar mixed
On a chocolate cake,
As delightful as your intellectual,
a fine cuisine,
To dine in and delightfully consumed
By fantastic provocative undertone whispers to the soul,
As your playful act endorsed,
Openness .......doors closed,
The key ....to open locks, ...
Covered branches of trees,
As the wind expose,
Secrecy of your nature,
Encoded along side "azaleas"
At the bottom of your trunk,
As honey bees ,
coloured sun rays lips,
Petal's scribbled,
Engraved name
As sugar mixed
On a chocolate cake,
As delightful as your intellectual,
a fine cuisine,
To dine in and delightfully consumed
By fantastic provocative undertone whispers to the soul,
As your playful act endorsed,
Openness .......doors closed,
The key ....to open locks, ...
#inspirational
#nature
#evolution
#admiration
#philosophical
25 reads
16 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
5th Mar 2024 5:01pm
5th Mar 2024 5:01pm
Monkey See, Monkey Do
Me, and my whole family
Had caught a virus
Many of us died
But those that survived
Were changed
Including myself
We found, that we were able
To communicate with one another
Like never before
And formed a language of sorts
We began making tools
And building makeshift shelters
Prefering these
To the trees
And none of the other families
Of our ilk
Had evolved like us
So we assumed
That we were the only ones that had changed
As i aged
I witnessed the dramatic changes
As the other families ...
Had caught a virus
Many of us died
But those that survived
Were changed
Including myself
We found, that we were able
To communicate with one another
Like never before
And formed a language of sorts
We began making tools
And building makeshift shelters
Prefering these
To the trees
And none of the other families
Of our ilk
Had evolved like us
So we assumed
That we were the only ones that had changed
As i aged
I witnessed the dramatic changes
As the other families ...
#LifeChangingMoment
#evolution
#surreal
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0 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
25th Dec 2018 2:01am
25th Dec 2018 2:01am
cottonwood
flank muscles right quick right now
natural like a contract initialized
however the horsefly raises flack
a banter of swiping heads or tail
if only the brain could switch off
an idea as the horse twitches
a mitochondrion web of feeling feeling
round round presses the clop clop
of our soul skull penned in
(yelling (yelling) yelling) into
the bytes of existence
i pluck away a cottonseed
its white felt nervous
capillaries absent a grey mass
...
natural like a contract initialized
however the horsefly raises flack
a banter of swiping heads or tail
if only the brain could switch off
an idea as the horse twitches
a mitochondrion web of feeling feeling
round round presses the clop clop
of our soul skull penned in
(yelling (yelling) yelling) into
the bytes of existence
i pluck away a cottonseed
its white felt nervous
capillaries absent a grey mass
...
#science
#spring
#nature
#evolution
#morality
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3 Comments
Sukisushicrown
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2024 7:04am
3rd Apr 2024 7:04am
Nothing
Things don't belong to anybody!
Nothing is an enemy.
Things are transient.
Change is one giant.
What you have
Isn't actually yours.
Space steals from time.
Time smiles and passers by space.
In-between.
Nothing belongs to nobody.
(c)Copyright 2024 SukiSushiCrown. All Rights Reserved.
Nothing is an enemy.
Things are transient.
Change is one giant.
What you have
Isn't actually yours.
Space steals from time.
Time smiles and passers by space.
In-between.
Nothing belongs to nobody.
(c)Copyright 2024 SukiSushiCrown. All Rights Reserved.
#earth
#universe
#evolution
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wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 7:17am
16th Apr 2024 7:17am
heat
touch me
all
that you
feel
to be
justified,
to be
fair,
tickle
my exposed
skin,
still knowing
i will not
be able
to return
or give
what
your favor
i received.
all
that you
feel
to be
justified,
to be
fair,
tickle
my exposed
skin,
still knowing
i will not
be able
to return
or give
what
your favor
i received.
#sun
#summer
#nature #evolution
#nature #evolution
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4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
24th Dec 2018 11:14pm
24th Dec 2018 11:14pm
an elementary of souls
the numbers remain fixed in the universe
so how do we account for our
over-population as extinction blooms,
sprawling souls whose numbers flat-lined
await critical mass in a line
whistling it seems,
I wouldn’t know, transfixed as eyes
of an in-between upon pyramid guavas: gaudy
crumbs and forgetful America, the dinosaurs
have somewhere to reenter, I hope I hold
a leftover of the Dreadnoughtus, alas the queue
is as long as the stars continue
to thin
out, they had to...
so how do we account for our
over-population as extinction blooms,
sprawling souls whose numbers flat-lined
await critical mass in a line
whistling it seems,
I wouldn’t know, transfixed as eyes
of an in-between upon pyramid guavas: gaudy
crumbs and forgetful America, the dinosaurs
have somewhere to reenter, I hope I hold
a leftover of the Dreadnoughtus, alas the queue
is as long as the stars continue
to thin
out, they had to...
#rebirth
#evolution
#magic
#philosophical
#disability
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7 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
11th Feb 2024 3:40pm
11th Feb 2024 3:40pm
In america
Sitting on the ports in New York.
Listening to the ones on the court.
I'm left alone.
No one but me to that I must atone.
I've danced with the devil in the burning sea.
Lush green lands no peace for me.
Coffee brown suit and black python shoes.
In my ice white Bentley on a cruise.
My heart buried in four Graves in colombian soil.
Pain still hits without recoil.
Hidden in the streets no one knows who I am.
Where else should I be but the land of the damned
Listening to the ones on the court.
I'm left alone.
No one but me to that I must atone.
I've danced with the devil in the burning sea.
Lush green lands no peace for me.
Coffee brown suit and black python shoes.
In my ice white Bentley on a cruise.
My heart buried in four Graves in colombian soil.
Pain still hits without recoil.
Hidden in the streets no one knows who I am.
Where else should I be but the land of the damned
#sadness
#evolution
#emptiness
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missjem56
Poem Published
15th Nov 2023 8:11pm
15th Nov 2023 8:11pm
Rebirth Of The Phoenix
A small red flame
Seemed to hover
Within a distant copse
Like a burning
Yearning
Through a dawning mist
It lingered
Yet did not ignite
The nearby
But dry, brush
And as i drew nearer
The clarity of my perception
Grew
I looked on in wonder
As i watched a Phoenix
Turn to dust
As i approached the ashes
They glowed
Like a thousand fireflies
I stood there mesmerised
As the Phoenix
Was reborn
As the ashes
Seemed to pulsate
As a beating sun
And re-form ...
Seemed to hover
Within a distant copse
Like a burning
Yearning
Through a dawning mist
It lingered
Yet did not ignite
The nearby
But dry, brush
And as i drew nearer
The clarity of my perception
Grew
I looked on in wonder
As i watched a Phoenix
Turn to dust
As i approached the ashes
They glowed
Like a thousand fireflies
I stood there mesmerised
As the Phoenix
Was reborn
As the ashes
Seemed to pulsate
As a beating sun
And re-form ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeChangingMoment
#evolution
#LifeCycle
#SelfDiscovery
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1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
4th Apr 2024 12:45pm
4th Apr 2024 12:45pm
University
University
Hysteria ii.
My Mother was a sales agent,
single parent, brimmed with sickness,
that foamed over the top on any given day
that ended in a 'Why'.
My Grandmother was a homemaker,
a gardener's assistant,
her wrists and eyes and ribcage
were often stained black and blue.
My Great-Grandmother owned a button shop,
my Great-Grandfather bought to keep her busy.
And the other was a tight rope walker, a traveller,
community finally abandoned.
I am the first,
I am the first woman in my...
Hysteria ii.
My Mother was a sales agent,
single parent, brimmed with sickness,
that foamed over the top on any given day
that ended in a 'Why'.
My Grandmother was a homemaker,
a gardener's assistant,
her wrists and eyes and ribcage
were often stained black and blue.
My Great-Grandmother owned a button shop,
my Great-Grandfather bought to keep her busy.
And the other was a tight rope walker, a traveller,
community finally abandoned.
I am the first,
I am the first woman in my...
#mother
#women
#evolution
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