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
11th Feb 2023 10:20am
11th Feb 2023 10:20am
morning with snow
Morning with snow
It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil
towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly
shielded the glittering glass of broken windows
In the backyard made the ugly look eerily lovely
Worried about his wife, went into her bedroom, they
had long since shared a bed, she was asleep tired out
she had been hanging up family photos of the past.
She had asked him if she had changed much, referring
to a coloured picture, on the mantlepiece, of herself
as young, not much, darling, he gave her a hug; at...
It had been a cold, clear night, moonlight on icy soil
towards dawn, it clouded over, snow fell soundlessly
shielded the glittering glass of broken windows
In the backyard made the ugly look eerily lovely
Worried about his wife, went into her bedroom, they
had long since shared a bed, she was asleep tired out
she had been hanging up family photos of the past.
She had asked him if she had changed much, referring
to a coloured picture, on the mantlepiece, of herself
as young, not much, darling, he gave her a hug; at...
#brother
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2023 12:13pm
23rd Jan 2023 12:13pm
It Was During A Photo Session
Toby walked into Robert's
photography studio
in time to see him take some
pics of Leslie for some mag.
But then, eyes grew wide when Toby
saw Leslie lick her lips slowly.
"Toby, are you okay?" was
what Robert asked which snapped his
brother out of it in time
to see Leslie's confused look.
photography studio
in time to see him take some
pics of Leslie for some mag.
But then, eyes grew wide when Toby
saw Leslie lick her lips slowly.
"Toby, are you okay?" was
what Robert asked which snapped his
brother out of it in time
to see Leslie's confused look.
#brother
#dreams
#fiction
#confusion
#art
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2023 9:42pm
22nd Jan 2023 9:42pm
We Are Waiting For You By The Pool
Cassidy just got
to Joanna's loft apartment
and found a note that
says "We are waiting for you
by the pool. Please come join us."
But just as she was
about to take off her own
jumpsuit and reveal
her pink bikini, she heard
someone behind her say "hi".
That made Cassidy
turn around and see her best
friend's brother Kevin
coming towards her and say
"Welcome to our pool party."
"One guess. Your sister
is playing matchmaker one
more time. Right?" was what
Cassidy asked Kevin whose ...
to Joanna's loft apartment
and found a note that
says "We are waiting for you
by the pool. Please come join us."
But just as she was
about to take off her own
jumpsuit and reveal
her pink bikini, she heard
someone behind her say "hi".
That made Cassidy
turn around and see her best
friend's brother Kevin
coming towards her and say
"Welcome to our pool party."
"One guess. Your sister
is playing matchmaker one
more time. Right?" was what
Cassidy asked Kevin whose ...
#brother
#sister
#friendship
#summer
#fiction
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
Hostess~Host Ghost
zombies crawl sguiggle and giggle
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
#love
#brother
#sister #metaphor
#sister #metaphor
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
20th Jan 2023 4:10am
20th Jan 2023 4:10am
Raphium Series~Loosed
I enter into an understanding
my brothers are with me
Raphium willing to talk
I am a warrior of old
Brother do you wish to speak?
I seek you, my god, I miss you
does that weaken me in your mind
I lick disaster, stirring the pot
you seek approval
I desire freedom
a place of my own I can be me
with those who are deserving my disdain
come unto me
come unto me
come unto me
I will conceal you from the world
who knows only make believe
I've read Enoch
it tells me...
my brothers are with me
Raphium willing to talk
I am a warrior of old
Brother do you wish to speak?
I seek you, my god, I miss you
does that weaken me in your mind
I lick disaster, stirring the pot
you seek approval
I desire freedom
a place of my own I can be me
with those who are deserving my disdain
come unto me
come unto me
come unto me
I will conceal you from the world
who knows only make believe
I've read Enoch
it tells me...
#love
#lust
#brother #angels
#brother #angels
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Jan 2023 3:26am
17th Jan 2023 3:26am
on the road to Damascus
memories of faith in shades of pain
desolate was the golden streets on which we gambled our fate
daring each other into bravery
lending our voices to a choir of angels
who look but never saw beauty weep
bitterness crept upon the dawning of understanding
feeding the fire in our souls
clashing with midnight's dust
it was our first and last night together, how were we to know
you cried I pretended not to see
overcome by the moment
I swear a vow to always honor you
I wept upon the knowledge I had loved you...
desolate was the golden streets on which we gambled our fate
daring each other into bravery
lending our voices to a choir of angels
who look but never saw beauty weep
bitterness crept upon the dawning of understanding
feeding the fire in our souls
clashing with midnight's dust
it was our first and last night together, how were we to know
you cried I pretended not to see
overcome by the moment
I swear a vow to always honor you
I wept upon the knowledge I had loved you...
#love
#brother
#beauty
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 8:43pm
1st Jan 2023 8:43pm
To See The New Dress
Staci came over and went
into Kristen's bedroom to
see the new dress that she
conned her dad into buying
for Susan's birthday party.
"Well, Staci? What do you
think?" was what Kristen
asked her best friend while
modeling her new party dress.
"Wow!" was Staci's answer.
"Glad to hear you say that,
Staci." was what Kristen said
before she had put her jacket
on and added "She asked me
to distract her brother Tom."
"That octopus?! Has she
gone out of her mind?!" was
what a shocked Staci asked ...
into Kristen's bedroom to
see the new dress that she
conned her dad into buying
for Susan's birthday party.
"Well, Staci? What do you
think?" was what Kristen
asked her best friend while
modeling her new party dress.
"Wow!" was Staci's answer.
"Glad to hear you say that,
Staci." was what Kristen said
before she had put her jacket
on and added "She asked me
to distract her brother Tom."
"That octopus?! Has she
gone out of her mind?!" was
what a shocked Staci asked ...
#brother
#friendship
#birthday
#fiction
#FreeVerse
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 11:14am
31st Dec 2022 11:14am
The One Bit Of Electronic Media He Discovered
#brother
#fiction
#lover
#dialogue
#sensual
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oskar
Poem Published
12th Dec 2022 9:27am
12th Dec 2022 9:27am
a new house
a new house
I saw a photo from a long time, so long it doesn’t matter when
the photo was taken; by a couple still youngish with four children
of school age outside a newly constructed house
The year was 1909. looked straight at the camera as was
the norm back then, they had the Sunday’s best on
The family was not prosperous but exuded repose of moving
into their own home.
The father looked like having a secure job, perhaps in a bank
or working for a railway company, the new-middle class
that with limited education, could do well and...
I saw a photo from a long time, so long it doesn’t matter when
the photo was taken; by a couple still youngish with four children
of school age outside a newly constructed house
The year was 1909. looked straight at the camera as was
the norm back then, they had the Sunday’s best on
The family was not prosperous but exuded repose of moving
into their own home.
The father looked like having a secure job, perhaps in a bank
or working for a railway company, the new-middle class
that with limited education, could do well and...
#brother
#children
#childhood
#family
#daughter
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beanbandit
Poem Published
28th Oct 2022 1:58am
28th Oct 2022 1:58am
Jumbo
It's been a month since you went away
I close my eyes and think that I can't find you but my mind tells me it's just been a day
So I hit your line like you'll be fine
If I could finally tell you all the shit that I was gonna say
And I can't cry but know goddammit I finally prayed
That God will keep you by his side
I roll up and keep them burning
Hoping the smoke and light
will help you find a way
to heaven's gates
So you can sign your page
And see we all loved you
especially when your skies were gray
And I know you used to...
I close my eyes and think that I can't find you but my mind tells me it's just been a day
So I hit your line like you'll be fine
If I could finally tell you all the shit that I was gonna say
And I can't cry but know goddammit I finally prayed
That God will keep you by his side
I roll up and keep them burning
Hoping the smoke and light
will help you find a way
to heaven's gates
So you can sign your page
And see we all loved you
especially when your skies were gray
And I know you used to...
#love
#grief
#brother
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
26th Oct 2022 6:31am
26th Oct 2022 6:31am
Tender Hands of the Seventh Sister
Tender Hands of the Seventh Sister
She toys with his zipper like a kitten and a ball of yarn.
“This is my seventh time as your sister. We got a break during
the roaring twenties. But here I am back as your doting sister whose every
lipstick mark is suspect.”
“Our rebirth has not dampened your fascination with my inseam.”
She laughs. “Get out of those pants you joker.”
“You know when I am in a bull market.”
“I can tell when a man’s Nasdaq is on the rise by the look on his face.”
“How is the discreet male...
She toys with his zipper like a kitten and a ball of yarn.
“This is my seventh time as your sister. We got a break during
the roaring twenties. But here I am back as your doting sister whose every
lipstick mark is suspect.”
“Our rebirth has not dampened your fascination with my inseam.”
She laughs. “Get out of those pants you joker.”
“You know when I am in a bull market.”
“I can tell when a man’s Nasdaq is on the rise by the look on his face.”
“How is the discreet male...
#lust
#brother
#sister
#erotic
#sensual
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
21st Oct 2022 8:05pm
21st Oct 2022 8:05pm
I miss 13
There was a moment of overwhelming hope
Running from one place to the next
No one knows my name or my past
In a town not too far away from my origin
New girl walking through the halls
With a fear of meeting people with such newness
I was a mosaic with old and fresh fractures
Full of colors they had never seen before
I wish I was 13... Back when my family loved each other
We were all a Russian olive tree grove;
All our thorns intertwined so tightly it hurt
Yeah, I wish I was 13 just for a day
To see them all again just for awhile ...
Running from one place to the next
No one knows my name or my past
In a town not too far away from my origin
New girl walking through the halls
With a fear of meeting people with such newness
I was a mosaic with old and fresh fractures
Full of colors they had never seen before
I wish I was 13... Back when my family loved each other
We were all a Russian olive tree grove;
All our thorns intertwined so tightly it hurt
Yeah, I wish I was 13 just for a day
To see them all again just for awhile ...
#brother
#sister
#childhood
#memories
#nostalgia
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