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Intelligent Design
FROM FORM 'MORF'
I, dot, would score, scour ocean floor,
you too were dot, not more.
We'd LOOP the LOOP in primaeval soup
our POOL genes POOL core corps.
We'd POLO here, there POLO for
none then knew scoop could droop.
We'd grin, twin core to win encore
no sour sin, hour, no law !
No fairies, flowers' fragrant bower,
nor need, nor greed for power.
No men’s omens, hymns, amens dour,
no hymen’s Babylonian tower -no cause because nor clause, paws' claws,
no doors, chores, flaws, no pause.
I'd stoop, you'd swoop, with helluva whoop -
no care, unfair dis....pair.
Above, below, we'd group, regroup
all with no 'mal[e] de mer'.
Amino here, ah me ! know there
was troop on tropic troop,
we'd pair, repair, again prepare
see sea combine with air.
We'd twirl, we'd whirl, like a hoola-hoop
around, around some more,
in tune to moon as cock-a-hoop
we'd twin, to spin restore.
Linked chain would roam upon Time's foam,
off shore s[p]aw[n], sink or soar,
’neath starry dome in mono chrome,
no after, no before !
We'd skirl, we'd swirl, up, down would curl,
ages of practised ease,
we'd furl, unfurl, in endless whorl,
world with no word disease.
When I was girl and you my pearl,
no men, to bend, no knees, -
no need but feed we all agreed
to speed on pretty please !
No peg was round, no hole square found,
when round and round half, whole,
ringed whole half bound by no compound
too stable. Time redoled
quad code surround life force around
niche roles from pole to pole.
Unsound were some, some sound, none crowned
with soul, goal, go[a]d, control.
Though question begs, we had no legs,
nor sought to understand, -
we were the dregs from which All pegs
its story book to hand.
We by degrees, through fire and freeze
rose from a twisting band
to all one sees through seven seas
in water, air, and land.
LAYER would RELAY by night and day
Y REAL would, EARLY, wait
in reel we'd feel we'd feel - this way
all could participate.
Blown ONION clone ON I ON loan
ionosphere alone.
No chromosome, no chronos zone,
no wear, no tear, none lone.
We'd dance to chance as all advance
tomorrow WAS SAW today,
electrons free charged you and me
with mission key to play
from cause/effect to Man erect -
elected some would say -
but Man's a phase, an empty phrase
on evolution's way.
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BEYOND YE BOND, before spore, frond,
FREE on REEF miocene,
we'd LEAP, PEAL, monde, in ocean, pond,
HOMY ? OH MY ! what scene !
Both black and blond could thus respond -
back, front, as same was seen -
in rondo fond knew no despond,th[l]ink ‘common errs’ kink queen.
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This VERSES SERVES, through learning curves
TIME'S TIDE DIETS EDITS,
EMITS MITE'S swerves, all ITEMS pervs,
no value judgement sits
on PAST, TAPS nerves with morals verve
refuses to admit.
DEW WED RESERVES surprise deserves
REVERSES SURE, RUSE writ.
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AIM I AM splice to WE IS - WISE,
STREAM'S MASTERS all, explored
before lice, rice, mice, pure or vice,
the protein chains which stored
Man's gene device which in a trice
sees stable links restored.
No 'ugly', 'nice' in fire and ice,
religions were abhorred.
Each THREAD no DEARTH of wealth gave Earth,
biodiversity,
chance gifted worth, some death, some birth,
as opportunity
to find true berth, to wind, unearth
niche branches on life's tree -
expanding girth Man calls with mirth
'his' genealogy.
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In RING we'd GRIN as out and in,
and in and out without
a doubt begin and end, no sin
know - not the slightest doubt.
Win/win we'd spin, ere flesh or fin
food chains devised, we flout
God's origin as Man's odd kin
[r]evolving roundabout.
Inside was outside, outside in,
with no dividing line, -
we’d do without ‘without’, ‘within’,
but ever intertwine
ignoring every moral gin,
played vine, grape, lees and wine,
no angels danced upon a pin,
no hypocrites to whine !
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Silver trophy winner
Honorable mention
Adding your comment:
Thanks for the interest in the contest and congrats on the previous silver.
but religious discussion fascinates me greatly so I wanted to see. some nice thoughts in here.. say didn't you block me? why'd you unblock me by the way? I never sent an e-mail to you 
Pam
One of the most challanging poems around here!Weeeeell done! 
) to the brim with smiles and subtle laughs of an early morning. Very nicely written...as always! 
Keep up the good work my friend. 
♥ 
Wanda
