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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th Jan 2024 2:29am
9th Jan 2024 2:29am
The Fortunate Morsel
Mother's Day 2016...Noon: A True Story.
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
#wife
#MothersDay
172 reads
4 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
9th Jan 2024 2:29am
9th Jan 2024 2:29am
The Fortunate Morsel
Mother's Day 2016...Noon: A True Story.
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
Upon a May morning at breakfast
My lady dined on some scramblege of eggs.
Lovingly blent, so no longer fowl...
She then, with ease, enjoyed the repast.
Then from still drowsy lips fell unchewed dregs,
That stained her blouse and made her scowl.
"Why scowl?" quoth I. "Thy breast was but gently pressed".
Then she said she feared her raiment was wrecked
And tis true that's no way to start the day.
Then I, of the crises, wisely addressed...
"Blame not the morsel upon...
#wife
#MothersDay
172 reads
4 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 9:24am
19th Mar 2024 9:24am
Onzijnen
Another Dutch/English one:
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
#MothersDay
#HumanRights
241 reads
2 Comments
JiltedJohnny
Poem Published
19th Mar 2024 9:24am
19th Mar 2024 9:24am
Onzijnen
Another Dutch/English one:
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
Er is veel eer gerelateerd geweld
Tegen Syrische vrouwen en meisjes
Mogelijk ook nog femicide
Toch nog sex toerisme reisjes?
Thailand spant de kroon - klinkt morbide
Hoe je als man munt uit hun kruis kunt slaan
Het uithuwelijken is bonafide
Gegadigden komen te voet en gaan
Pijlsnel als ze horen hoeveel geld…..
Beschaving komt al gauw in het nauw
Wie neemt het op voor de Syrische vrouw
W9jan2024
There is a lot of honor-related violence ...
#MothersDay
#HumanRights
241 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th May 2020 6:02pm
10th May 2020 6:02pm
Sacrifice
When I was five years old my mother left me…
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
#love
#parent
#motherhood #MothersDay
#motherhood #MothersDay
896 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th May 2020 6:02pm
10th May 2020 6:02pm
Sacrifice
When I was five years old my mother left me…
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
#love
#parent
#motherhood #MothersDay
#motherhood #MothersDay
896 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th May 2020 6:02pm
10th May 2020 6:02pm
Sacrifice
When I was five years old my mother left me…
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
#love
#parent
#motherhood #MothersDay
#motherhood #MothersDay
896 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th May 2020 6:02pm
10th May 2020 6:02pm
Sacrifice
When I was five years old my mother left me…
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
With my grandmother so she could come to the land of opportunity,
And though some would think this was abandonment,
It was really a sacrifice she made to obtain a better life for me.
In those formative years when I was raised by my grandmother,
Who was small in size but larger than life with her personality,
Grandma taught me the meaning of respect and the ways of the Lord,
I called her my mother too out of sheer love and propriety.
And for four years my mother worked her fingers to the bone, ...
#love
#parent
#motherhood #MothersDay
#motherhood #MothersDay
896 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th May 2024 11:33am
12th May 2024 11:33am
Happy Mother's Day
Please son take my hand
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
#haiku
#honesty
#MothersDay #son
#MothersDay #son
168 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th May 2024 11:33am
12th May 2024 11:33am
Happy Mother's Day
Please son take my hand
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
#haiku
#honesty
#MothersDay #son
#MothersDay #son
168 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th May 2024 11:33am
12th May 2024 11:33am
Happy Mother's Day
Please son take my hand
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
#haiku
#honesty
#MothersDay #son
#MothersDay #son
168 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
12th May 2024 11:33am
12th May 2024 11:33am
Happy Mother's Day
Please son take my hand
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
You will soon find out the truth
I'm not your mother
#haiku
#honesty
#MothersDay #son
#MothersDay #son
168 reads
12 Comments
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