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Or zoosk (uk adult dating site)
Either way
We're all in
A zoo
Best not to mention
Zoonosis
It's catching
In this goldfish bowl
Mostly concrete jungle
That we call
Earth
There's no escape
From this zoo

by Jemia
As science
Further progresses
Into the intelligence
Of animals
Great, and small
Land, sea, and sky
And that they all
Have their own language
That one day
Science
Will learn to translate
In a way
What it is, they have to say
I wonder what these first words would be
And their perception
Of humanity........
'You are monsters!
Cruel
Greedy
Barbaric
Destructive
Ruthless
And those mostly responsible
For your plight
Are those in power
That give fright
Then flight'
And as this small
Beautiful
Goldfinch
Finished speaking
Its small, big, tiny heart
Broke, Then stopped beating

by Jemia
The owl, that came in from the cold
A tapestry of colours, from a papier mache mould
A beautiful birthday gift to behold
For when i'm sixty four, plus one years old!
With my name on it's derriere, so neatly scrolled
It's inspired this poem, as it unfolds
(Anything ending in 'old', is easy to rhyme, or so ive been told!)
A thanks to a Rose, for a gift, that is gold

by Jemia
One wild
And starry, starry, night
Above my head
Where i lay
Within my lying bed
With curtains
And legs
All askew
The moon
Cast its shadows
Of a different hue
As hormone levels
Like the tides
Ebbed, and flowed
My stargazy eyes
Glistened
With anticipation
Beneath the pulsing moon
Aroused curiosities
That all to soon
I was floating
And drifting
Into the night sky
Now, no longer
Feeling shy
As moistened memories
Awakened my soul
I needed not
To cajole, my whole
As i drifted off
To a special place
Revealed only
By the look of ecstacy
Upon my face

by Jemia
tonight is the Yule Full Moon UK which arouses interests!
Ears of dogs
Cropped
One man said
That he was
A dog whisperer
I thought
Along with my expletives deletives
How can you whisper
To a dog
When you've
Chopped
And cropped
It's ears off
Does his money making
Sickness
Know no bounds?
What next?
Wings of birds?
Or perhaps
Soul
Of this dog whisper?
Obviously to late
Genetically engineered pets
Is trending

by Jemia
My Three Days (Daze) Of Christmas (Over Ten Days)

On the first day of Christmas past
I made one bottle of Mead last
Said to someone, wearing reindeer horns
"You're looking ***** tonight" no porns
Went outside to vape, yay merrily
Got passed something interesting, of my tree, yay verily!

On my second day, of christmas present
Drank two bottles of Mead so pleasant
Demonstrated time flying, using a xmas tree clock ornament
The intended catcher dropped it, no time for this tournament
I later broke into tears, all full of emotions
Drowned in my sorrows, that filled the worlds oceans

On the third day of my christmas future, that's been
I turned up the same, as a hippy chic queen
Was bestowed with an halo, and angel wings
Drank tea, ate munchies, did a quiz, and that kind of thing
Although my sciatica, has come back with a vengeance
Had a really lovely day, perchance

On the fourth day of christmas, in all
Past, present, and future, i had a ball
Although i failed making time fly, tis done
Overall, i think, i mostly had fun
Experienced a myriad of emotions, good, bad, and covered in clover
My celebrations, this year, are now finally over

So merry christmas, one, and all
Enjoy yourselves, and try not to fall
Don't drink to much, or throw clocks high
Especially fragile christmas tree ones, although time did kind of fly
And if anyone offers you, a smoke-able non-oven ready joint
Well, it's interesting venturing into wormholes, losing the plot, then the point!

by Jemia
Like petals
Unfolding
Under the first light
Of a new day
As the open arms
Of love
Warm
And welcoming
Until the petals
Begin to fall
Gently at first
Gliding
To the soft earth
Below
Nature soon disowns you
As vampire bees
Pass you bye
As you age
And rot
And eventually die

by Jemia
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