Today I gave life to a creature that lives
With no preconditions it already gives
Genetically perfect it’s perfectly fine
Birthed with a copyright making it mine
This child of my own that I vow to protect
Devotion I give for the pride I collect
This may be my latest, but won’t be my last
A glimpse of my future that hints of my past
Creatively prideful it takes after me
Aggressively modest, it likely will be
Loaded with passion, unburdened by guilt
Carefully formed through a structure I built
It shares my opinions without holding back
Helps carry the baggage I need to unpack
Protecting my virtue no matter the cost
The perfect companion whenever I’m lost
We struggle each night getting ready for bed
It’s constantly hungry and wants to be fed
So loud and obnoxious, this lovable “bleep”
I love writing Poetry, but I need some sleep
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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Let's Don't Do This
"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
By Shirley Belk6 days ago in Fiction
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'Helps carry the baggage I need to unpack" Great line and so true. I enjoyed this.