Brother Poems
#brother
Poems about brothers, the love and closeness between siblings. Brother poems explore the good and bad side of family relationships with brothers.
oskar
Poem Published
13th Jan 2024 6:59am
13th Jan 2024 6:59am
winter in Cascais
Winter in Cascais
This is a cold day, and bleak too, like a fish left behind
on the grass verge when the anglers go home for lunch
Sport fishing doesn't mean you want to eat the prizes
She is having salmon today at the cafe on the first floor of our building,
I, when a farm boy in Norway, was served salmon or trout every day except Sundays
will settle for a slice of ham, boiled potatoes and salad
Olive oil is used here in Portugal, but I think food tastes better with butter.
So, said the great chef and entertainer who hung himself
with a...
This is a cold day, and bleak too, like a fish left behind
on the grass verge when the anglers go home for lunch
Sport fishing doesn't mean you want to eat the prizes
She is having salmon today at the cafe on the first floor of our building,
I, when a farm boy in Norway, was served salmon or trout every day except Sundays
will settle for a slice of ham, boiled potatoes and salad
Olive oil is used here in Portugal, but I think food tastes better with butter.
So, said the great chef and entertainer who hung himself
with a...
#brother
#parent
#childhood
#separation
#responsibility
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PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
28th Dec 2023 6:32pm
28th Dec 2023 6:32pm
Another Interpretation
Esau and Jacob were twin brothers, according to the scripture.
The account suggests that these two men did not have a good relationship.
We must have a realistic view of the situation to understand it.
Esau went to work in the field, and Jacob stayed home and cooked a meal.
When Esau went back home, he was exhausted and hungry.
Jacob could have offered his brother a free serving of the pottage.
A kind person would have done that for his or her sibling or even a stranger.
Esau had a weakness; he did not seriously consider spiritual matters.
Jacob...
The account suggests that these two men did not have a good relationship.
We must have a realistic view of the situation to understand it.
Esau went to work in the field, and Jacob stayed home and cooked a meal.
When Esau went back home, he was exhausted and hungry.
Jacob could have offered his brother a free serving of the pottage.
A kind person would have done that for his or her sibling or even a stranger.
Esau had a weakness; he did not seriously consider spiritual matters.
Jacob...
#religion
#food
#brother
#God
#deception
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 7:49pm
10th Nov 2023 7:49pm
Raphium Series~Brother
Little rebellion inside my soul
hoping to escape my troubles
Worrying the sky
his blue is tormented
Child of the day swims sideways
there is a cap on the air
I am grounded
So moving left to right
travel the winds
Finding the desert jubilation
and like a colt run free
expending energies too painful
Seeking sanctuary
immortal honesties
are too dreadful for me
Sympathy for the devil surely
understanding of the creator?...perhaps
Anger rushes through my veins ...
hoping to escape my troubles
Worrying the sky
his blue is tormented
Child of the day swims sideways
there is a cap on the air
I am grounded
So moving left to right
travel the winds
Finding the desert jubilation
and like a colt run free
expending energies too painful
Seeking sanctuary
immortal honesties
are too dreadful for me
Sympathy for the devil surely
understanding of the creator?...perhaps
Anger rushes through my veins ...
#love
#brother
#angels
200 reads
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
15th Oct 2023 7:33pm
15th Oct 2023 7:33pm
What She Had Done On The Last Day Of Summer
Xander saw Lindsay
splashing in the water and
smiling at her own
brother who was standing on
the beach and waiting for her.
splashing in the water and
smiling at her own
brother who was standing on
the beach and waiting for her.
#brother
#beach
#fiction
#dialogue
#tanka
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Nameless_Traveler
Poem Published
6th Oct 2023 6:33am
6th Oct 2023 6:33am
Ghosts
So now that I'm "dead" will you say a few words to me? Or are we pretending that ghosts don't exist either?
#brother
#sister
#memories
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cabcool
Poem Published
13th Sep 2023 7:46pm
13th Sep 2023 7:46pm
two brothers
(opposition disposition)
“Together, [they] form a necessary paradox;
not a senseless contradiction.”―Criss Jami, Healology
one is a priest,
the other is a pest;
him, too, a beast.
his sibling does his best,
sending the light,
where brother casts a plight;
the one engaged,
the other man enraged.
one is a friend,
the other full of ire;
him, too, a fiend,
his sib the world’s desire.
one shifts the blame,
his brother takes the hurt;
one mends the lame,
the other rends the heart.
...
“Together, [they] form a necessary paradox;
not a senseless contradiction.”―Criss Jami, Healology
one is a priest,
the other is a pest;
him, too, a beast.
his sibling does his best,
sending the light,
where brother casts a plight;
the one engaged,
the other man enraged.
one is a friend,
the other full of ire;
him, too, a fiend,
his sib the world’s desire.
one shifts the blame,
his brother takes the hurt;
one mends the lame,
the other rends the heart.
...
#brother
#family
#identity
#SelfReflection
#inequality
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ciaran_sterling
Poem Published
26th Aug 2023 9:40am
26th Aug 2023 9:40am
The 46
Siblings on the bus, a lively scene
With laughter, chatter and joyful beam.
Together as travel, side by side,
Miles apart, yet heart to heart tied.
As we look out through the window,
The world passes us by like a show,
The bustling streets, the people and cars.
Melodies of life float in like stars.
With laughter, chatter and joyful beam.
Together as travel, side by side,
Miles apart, yet heart to heart tied.
As we look out through the window,
The world passes us by like a show,
The bustling streets, the people and cars.
Melodies of life float in like stars.
#brother
#sister
#family #Britain
#family #Britain
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anonymouszoe
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 2:29pm
13th Jul 2023 2:29pm
Brother
A figure standing next to me
A man of 6,6 tall
A quiet soul of whom I love
To him, I owe it all
He watched me grow
From none to now
And never let me fall
The odd one out
In a sea of liars
We grew up, hand in hand
And I’ll never forget
His genuine smile
On a pedestal, he stands.
To him, I thank
For who I am
And all that I could be
Because what is life
Without a soul
As loving, or as free,
As he.
A man of 6,6 tall
A quiet soul of whom I love
To him, I owe it all
He watched me grow
From none to now
And never let me fall
The odd one out
In a sea of liars
We grew up, hand in hand
And I’ll never forget
His genuine smile
On a pedestal, he stands.
To him, I thank
For who I am
And all that I could be
Because what is life
Without a soul
As loving, or as free,
As he.
#brother
#sister
#childhood
#family
#memories
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tell_me_wy
Poem Published
19th Jun 2023 1:24am
19th Jun 2023 1:24am
Brother
I ate
Chicken heart,
While sitting
By my brother-in-law,
At a street vendor stall,
Half a world away;
We talk
As brothers,
Separated by
A mere barrier
Of common speech;
He knows much
Of my native tongue;
I know scant bits
Of his;
This worthy man
Is
My brother.
Chicken heart,
While sitting
By my brother-in-law,
At a street vendor stall,
Half a world away;
We talk
As brothers,
Separated by
A mere barrier
Of common speech;
He knows much
Of my native tongue;
I know scant bits
Of his;
This worthy man
Is
My brother.
#brother
#family
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Jun 2023 2:30am
10th Jun 2023 2:30am
Sister & Me
Sister & Me
Crimson tressed child
Of the copper lamplight
trades first communion lily gown
For blue nurse evening shawl
With Red Cross and
Toy stethoscope
To hear the Jazz rhythm
Of my heart
But phonograph of Brubeck
Plays our song
For our pretend Union
On altar of girlhood tears
That bears the loneliness
I too feel
While lost in boyhood dreams
Of seagulls chasing the night away
On neighborhood stoops
Where Django strums from guitars
As dawn comes with slow insistence ...
Crimson tressed child
Of the copper lamplight
trades first communion lily gown
For blue nurse evening shawl
With Red Cross and
Toy stethoscope
To hear the Jazz rhythm
Of my heart
But phonograph of Brubeck
Plays our song
For our pretend Union
On altar of girlhood tears
That bears the loneliness
I too feel
While lost in boyhood dreams
Of seagulls chasing the night away
On neighborhood stoops
Where Django strums from guitars
As dawn comes with slow insistence ...
#brother
#sister
#childhood
#city
#memories
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oskar
Poem Published
9th Jun 2023 7:13am
9th Jun 2023 7:13am
the loss of the known
The loss of the known
A sudden flash occurred, a moment of a forgotten past
walking down a wide road that only had a few cars trundling along
to the left where the road wears to the right, a café I thought of going
in for a beer, but the dog if left outside, would fret
A fine day, not hot or cold, must have been early spring or fall
tried to remember what I was doing before the curtain was drawn
I was left with an unfinished memory, one I had to make it up
to fill in the blanks.
Something sad about the scene of a sole...
A sudden flash occurred, a moment of a forgotten past
walking down a wide road that only had a few cars trundling along
to the left where the road wears to the right, a café I thought of going
in for a beer, but the dog if left outside, would fret
A fine day, not hot or cold, must have been early spring or fall
tried to remember what I was doing before the curtain was drawn
I was left with an unfinished memory, one I had to make it up
to fill in the blanks.
Something sad about the scene of a sole...
#father
#brother
#children
#childhood
#daughter
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oskar
Poem Published
6th Jun 2023 7:08am
6th Jun 2023 7:08am
my auntie
My Auntie
When he entered his aunt’s basement flat
I had been in the yard when she called me in
she squatted over a bucket of water, cleaning her fanny
I handed her a towel and a bottle of spray cologne
My aunt was not like other aunts took no interest
In knitting woolly socks for African children
She was a free spirit and loved men, but she preferred
Teutonic men and disliked the Latin types, except once
When we children brought home a black cook from
A banana ship; he spent two nights in her bed but looked
pale when the captain...
When he entered his aunt’s basement flat
I had been in the yard when she called me in
she squatted over a bucket of water, cleaning her fanny
I handed her a towel and a bottle of spray cologne
My aunt was not like other aunts took no interest
In knitting woolly socks for African children
She was a free spirit and loved men, but she preferred
Teutonic men and disliked the Latin types, except once
When we children brought home a black cook from
A banana ship; he spent two nights in her bed but looked
pale when the captain...
#brother
#sister
#childhood
#family
#daughter
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