Poems for and About Fathers Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems for and about fathers published by members recently online.
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
Daddy
I suspect that's what you want from me
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
#anxiety
#childhood
#father
#fatherhood
#FathersDay
130 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
Daddy
I suspect that's what you want from me
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
#anxiety
#childhood
#father
#fatherhood
#FathersDay
130 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
Daddy
I suspect that's what you want from me
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
#anxiety
#childhood
#father
#fatherhood
#FathersDay
130 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
Daddy
I suspect that's what you want from me
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
#anxiety
#childhood
#father
#fatherhood
#FathersDay
130 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
23rd Apr 2024 9:12pm
Daddy
I suspect that's what you want from me
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
stillness and resigned wait for your gaze
or the sound of your sinister breathing
when you're watching football on Sunday
when you fill your mouth with dirty yellow
irremovable, irremediable, intravenous
when you slowly remove the bottle cap
when you unpack bags of savory snacks
methodically, morbidly, histologically
you prepare and serve some sweet life
and so we listen to everything you do calmly
and so you feed me from everything you do
and so I digest everything you bring home ...
#anxiety
#childhood
#father
#fatherhood
#FathersDay
130 reads
2 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
265 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
265 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
265 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
265 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
Father & Son
The boy hid under his bed when he would hear his father come into the house
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
60 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
Father & Son
The boy hid under his bed when he would hear his father come into the house
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
60 reads
8 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
6th Jan 2025 10:25am
Father & Son
The boy hid under his bed when he would hear his father come into the house
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
A large, hairy, burly man, who has a problem with his hands
Almost every night he comes home drunk
The father would come into the boy's room, wake him up and begin taunting him
His dad would begin touching him inappropriately
He made sure that his boy would touch him back
The father would tell the boy that he's his favorite, even though he's an only child
The boy is kissed violently
He can taste the liquor his father's been drinking
If it's something the boy likes, he...
#abuse
#alcohol
#DomesticViolence
#father
#son
60 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Fathers Published by Members Recently Online
