Poems for and About Brothers Published by Members Recently Online
#brother
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
When a Guy Calls you Brother
Man
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
#brother
#friendship
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
493 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
When a Guy Calls you Brother
Man
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
#brother
#friendship
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
493 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
When a Guy Calls you Brother
Man
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
#brother
#friendship
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
493 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
When a Guy Calls you Brother
Man
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
#brother
#friendship
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
493 reads
32 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
23rd Jul 2022 4:47pm
When a Guy Calls you Brother
Man
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
That's really amazing
Been charting the vernacular for years
Everytime it happens, stops me in my tracks
He called me Brother
There's no higher Apex
Man to Man can be a difficult quotient
Enough said
#brother
#friendship
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
493 reads
32 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 11:30pm
20th Nov 2024 11:30pm
a kitchen sinking drama
he has a boat
and keeps asking
me to go out
on it, I’m sorry,
but I won’t, mate,
I don’t float
and keeps asking
me to go out
on it, I’m sorry,
but I won’t, mate,
I don’t float
#brother
104 reads
3 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
You are taller than I remember
We both grew up,
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
#aging
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
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0 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
You are taller than I remember
We both grew up,
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
#aging
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
81 reads
0 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
You are taller than I remember
We both grew up,
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
#aging
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
81 reads
0 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
You are taller than I remember
We both grew up,
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
#aging
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
81 reads
0 Comments
Koulouri
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
5th Dec 2024 10:56pm
You are taller than I remember
We both grew up,
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
and I do not recognize you.
You do not recognize me
either.
I wonder if you
remember us
like I
do.
I see us,
at the kitchen table,
the clock ticking
a reminder of sleep.
We talked about
shared secrets,
favorite colors,
and how to be better.
It was a long time ago.
We were so small.
My room was green.
Yours was blue.
That table is gone now.
The house too.
Nothing made it out of there intact.
Not even us.
But I still...
#aging
#brother
#childhood
#family
#sister
81 reads
0 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 10:36pm
12th Sep 2020 10:36pm
Brother from Another Mother
Yo.
#love
#brother
#family
1331 reads
28 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Brothers Published by Members Recently Online
