Poems for and About Fathers Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems for and about fathers published by members recently online.
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
your absence holds no weight
I think of you less
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
#death
#father
#grief
170 reads
8 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
your absence holds no weight
I think of you less
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
#death
#father
#grief
170 reads
8 Comments
Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
1st Dec 2024 8:24am
your absence holds no weight
I think of you less
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
than I probably should
life / death
it's all meaningless in the end
and it's like I can breathe better
in your absence
I hope my children don't grow up
and hate me as much as I hate you
I found a photo of you the other day
the one where I'm 3 years old
frowing
and you're holding me in your arms
...
I didn't throw it out
rip it
burn it
erase it
I'm keeping this one
not for you
I'm keeping this one
for the little girl that hadn't learnt
to...
#death
#father
#grief
170 reads
8 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
two mirrors
(Fear of oneself: Sharon Olds tribute competition)
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
#father
#childhood
#memories
866 reads
21 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
two mirrors
(Fear of oneself: Sharon Olds tribute competition)
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
#father
#childhood
#memories
866 reads
21 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
4th Jun 2019 5:20pm
two mirrors
(Fear of oneself: Sharon Olds tribute competition)
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
It was as if he was scared that the sky-blue
anger in his eyes would become dull
if I became a better person. When he died
I tore through; sauntered creepily; shamelessly
removed all the drawers, emptied all pockets,
shook all bags, opened all the books for clues
to know why, whenever we had talked,
we were in two different rooms.
We had a couple of large mirrors
in the house, angelically bordered with rust, ...
#father
#childhood
#memories
866 reads
21 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
Making good
Who better to trust
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
#father
#men
#family
#cars
#tanka
527 reads
13 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
Making good
Who better to trust
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
#father
#men
#family
#cars
#tanka
527 reads
13 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
Making good
Who better to trust
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
#father
#men
#family
#cars
#tanka
527 reads
13 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
Making good
Who better to trust
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
#father
#men
#family
#cars
#tanka
527 reads
13 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
28th Jul 2022 10:23pm
Making good
Who better to trust
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
than he who fixes all things —
rebuilds vehicles,
restores engines, repairs clocks,
builds, constructs and renovates?
#father
#men
#family
#cars
#tanka
527 reads
13 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
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2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Fathers Published by Members Recently Online
