Poems about Father
#father
Poetry about father, depicting the wisdom and memories of a father, and what it means to be a good father. Poems exploring both positive and negative relationships between children and their fathers.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Today 7:32pm
Today 7:32pm
Time to discuss death with your child
Mommy, come look!!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!
Daddy pointed a gun at his face and fired it!
He won't get up
Mommy, he's funny looking, come look!
#children
#dark
#death
#father
#suicide
26 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:56pm
Yesterday 7:56pm
Can't Stop...Dependent
Don't ever trust them
They stole cash from their child
Monkey's on their backs
They stole cash from their child
Monkey's on their backs
#addiction
#drugs
#father
#haiku
#mother
62 reads
6 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:49pm
Yesterday 7:49pm
Offensive Nurturing
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
21 reads
4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:43am
Yesterday 5:43am
Bonding With My Chief
Long Bow was dad's name
and mine, Straight Arrow
At least once a week
when we'd meet
with our tribe
of YMCA Indian Guides.
Fathers and sons
seated in a circle
all in dark yellow
headband arrayed
each with a real feather displayed
from the tail
of a synthetic bird of prey.
Also, a tan suede vest
with our names burned in
And covered in
primary colored, ironed on badges.
Around our necks
hung an articulated breastplate
we made of genuine bleached bones
with no marrow
from slaughtered ...
and mine, Straight Arrow
At least once a week
when we'd meet
with our tribe
of YMCA Indian Guides.
Fathers and sons
seated in a circle
all in dark yellow
headband arrayed
each with a real feather displayed
from the tail
of a synthetic bird of prey.
Also, a tan suede vest
with our names burned in
And covered in
primary colored, ironed on badges.
Around our necks
hung an articulated breastplate
we made of genuine bleached bones
with no marrow
from slaughtered ...
#family
#father
#happiness
#love
#memories
23 reads
2 Comments
Mrd
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 1:58am
9th Apr 2024 1:58am
overdosing on the stairs
sixteen years old
and beautiful
straight off the farm
the wood stove
the outhouse
left behind for
the big city.
meets a handsome
marine in gorgeous
dress blues who
comes home with her
into the kitchen
standing up
resisting
pushed up against
the kitchen sink
by my biological
father who after
the planting of
winter wheat
after the
obligatory cigarette ...
and beautiful
straight off the farm
the wood stove
the outhouse
left behind for
the big city.
meets a handsome
marine in gorgeous
dress blues who
comes home with her
into the kitchen
standing up
resisting
pushed up against
the kitchen sink
by my biological
father who after
the planting of
winter wheat
after the
obligatory cigarette ...
#mother
#father
96 reads
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 00:23am
8th Apr 2024 00:23am
Maybe you had to die for me to live
Sometimes I worry
that I don’t really miss you as I should.
My daily life was never good
at making space and time for you
(perhaps an unintended legacy
of the independence you encouraged?)
Now that you’re gone from this space and time
the guilt of that failure
has mostly gone with you.
No “when will I see you next?”
or long conversations
at inconvenient times
(oh, how selfish that sounds!)
And though I say I feel grief
what’s often stronger is relief
that I don’t need to filter ...
that I don’t really miss you as I should.
My daily life was never good
at making space and time for you
(perhaps an unintended legacy
of the independence you encouraged?)
Now that you’re gone from this space and time
the guilt of that failure
has mostly gone with you.
No “when will I see you next?”
or long conversations
at inconvenient times
(oh, how selfish that sounds!)
And though I say I feel grief
what’s often stronger is relief
that I don’t need to filter ...
#mother
#father
#identity
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
76 reads
12 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 1:37am
29th Mar 2024 1:37am
What?! My Daughter Is Doing Porno?!
Wyatt
gets caught by
our dad
being naked and
letting some guy get
it on with her on
the one
set for a
skin flick.
gets caught by
our dad
being naked and
letting some guy get
it on with her on
the one
set for a
skin flick.
#father
#fiction
#dialogue
#sensual
#daughter
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0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
22nd Mar 2024 2:34pm
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
Sunk Deep in Baton Rouge
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
“Hello Pops. Sorry to intrude on my wonderfully studious young man in the middle of deep tort contemplations, but I have a little problem. Our house has flooded. So here I am with no adult assistance with our three-year-old son and the water, water is everywhere to borrow a phrase from Coleridge’s ‘Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner.’ Could you get in that wonderful jalopy your Mom bought for us and take us to dry ground?”
“The car is flooded as well I am afraid. I am at the chapel on campus. Wait just a short while and I am sure the car will revive...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#son
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 2:52am
21st Mar 2024 2:52am
Sugar Festival Night
Sugar Festival Night
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
“Bob, why do you sit there reading news magazines all afternoon? Wouldn’t chatting with your beautiful wife be more interesting? You did marry me after all. And we are in Turkey. We speak the language. Let’s go out and mingle with the crowd.”
“Pat, I know being home while I am working at the base must get lonely. But I will make it up to you. Tonight we are going to the Sugar Festival.”
“I’ve heard about it from the general’s wife while gardening and being patient for your return as a proper wife should.”
“There will be dancers,...
#loneliness
#mother
#father
#marriage
#TruthOfLife
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0 Comments
beanbandit
Poem Published
17th Mar 2024 6:15pm
17th Mar 2024 6:15pm
Father Figures
I wanna be like David. That man teaches all the kids. Shows them all the things they’ve always done help them do the things they never did.
I wanna be like Leroy. That man funny, down to earth. I think I am the way I am, because he showed me his ways first.
I wanna be like Jose. That man knew the path of Gods. He showed us to be that in ourselves, that it was there inside us all.
I wanna be like Lupe. That man knew just how things work. He taught us how to see the bigger plan, and which things should be done first.
I wanna be like Larry. That man can build you up a dream....
I wanna be like Leroy. That man funny, down to earth. I think I am the way I am, because he showed me his ways first.
I wanna be like Jose. That man knew the path of Gods. He showed us to be that in ourselves, that it was there inside us all.
I wanna be like Lupe. That man knew just how things work. He taught us how to see the bigger plan, and which things should be done first.
I wanna be like Larry. That man can build you up a dream....
#father
#LifeGoals
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0 Comments
Redamancer
Poem Published
16th Mar 2024 8:06am
16th Mar 2024 8:06am
Drinking the Ocean
I want to drown in a sea of semen
A million men each sucked to completion
I saw my dad’s penis, that’s the reason
I need to suck ‘em all to get even
I’m so sorry dad, but I’m not joking
You’re the reason I’m on my knees choking
On big dicks trying to take the whole thing
Gulping down cum like its not revolting
A million men each sucked to completion
I saw my dad’s penis, that’s the reason
I need to suck ‘em all to get even
I’m so sorry dad, but I’m not joking
You’re the reason I’m on my knees choking
On big dicks trying to take the whole thing
Gulping down cum like its not revolting
#father
#erotic
#beauty
#shame
#respect
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
15th Mar 2024 7:41am
15th Mar 2024 7:41am
Exodus and Daddy's Men
tweedle dee I've been quiet all-day
sin'sationalism it's a hectic way
learning my ABC's and proper greetings
wowee but first watch me fly
it's the bestest
so is hopscotch with Lucifer
but the men are busy answering only in response to the Father
he indulges them their fancy
under His influence, I come forth
let me introduce myself
I am a darkling named Elizabelle
darling of Daddy's
he watches my movements closely
I am currently out of trouble
but my mischief has cost me time in the universes
as a...
sin'sationalism it's a hectic way
learning my ABC's and proper greetings
wowee but first watch me fly
it's the bestest
so is hopscotch with Lucifer
but the men are busy answering only in response to the Father
he indulges them their fancy
under His influence, I come forth
let me introduce myself
I am a darkling named Elizabelle
darling of Daddy's
he watches my movements closely
I am currently out of trouble
but my mischief has cost me time in the universes
as a...
#love
#dark
#father
78 reads
10 Comments
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