Poems for and About Brothers Published by Members Recently Online
#brother
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
#brother
#soldiers
#family
1191 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
#brother
#soldiers
#family
1191 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
11th Sep 2020 1:38am
Brotherhood
Brotherhood
#brother
#soldiers
#family
1191 reads
4 Comments
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
163 reads
4 Comments
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
163 reads
4 Comments
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
163 reads
4 Comments
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
163 reads
4 Comments
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
163 reads
4 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
12th Apr 2023 4:59am
12th Apr 2023 4:59am
He's Not Like This All the Time
I love you.
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
#brother
#friendship
111 reads
0 Comments
Josiah
Poem Published
12th Apr 2023 4:59am
12th Apr 2023 4:59am
He's Not Like This All the Time
I love you.
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
You're an asphyxiant
Because, your heart, what's left is crumbs.
Imaging a picture perfect person.
Your eyes, the windows to the soul,
Through my lens, pre-post
All I see is red
#brother
#friendship
111 reads
0 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 8:58pm
16th Apr 2024 8:58pm
Brothers In Bond
entertaining the powers that be
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
#brother
#family
42 reads
4 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 8:58pm
16th Apr 2024 8:58pm
Brothers In Bond
entertaining the powers that be
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
they come to me to see what I'm made of
groaning from growing pains in the immortal sense
they won't pass me if I'm not up to snuff
exposing me to all kinds of trials
my witchiness must be sharp
a warrioress of the way
mock wars to ready one for the eventual
the man Himself says it's coming
preparing me he says it must be instinct like drawing a breath
no questions in the moment, respond
a weapon sure and deadly his people ready
we will take our opponent down
He has not revealed...
#brother
#family
42 reads
4 Comments
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