Poems for and About Fathers by Top Critiquers
#father
Poems for and about fathers by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
9th Feb 2025 9:51pm
Ring of life & death
He's showed his kid numerous times a video of him and the kid's mother fucking on the night the kid was conceived
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
He would then show the kid a video of the child's mother giving birth to him
Years later, the kid showed his kid a video of himself shooting his father in the head with a shotgun
#birth
#children
#father
#memories
#sex
118 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
20th Apr 2024 7:42am
20th Apr 2024 7:42am
Hostage
bringing the filth I conjure I don't just dabble, I delve
I give no credence over magic of othes' why should I?
I don't write things down, beings copy I've learned
I am not overt with it i mean not obvious
and if I am you should be looking for what you can't see me doing
I am two steps ahead one step behind
bending realities I press time
with all lives converging on this one
all the other personas become their own living breathing deities
quiet separate from me, living breathing beings
I am Daddy's favorite stalker ...
I give no credence over magic of othes' why should I?
I don't write things down, beings copy I've learned
I am not overt with it i mean not obvious
and if I am you should be looking for what you can't see me doing
I am two steps ahead one step behind
bending realities I press time
with all lives converging on this one
all the other personas become their own living breathing deities
quiet separate from me, living breathing beings
I am Daddy's favorite stalker ...
#angels
#father
#love
190 reads
3 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
27th Feb 2025 12:19pm
There once upon time
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ there once upon a time ⌚ that a child was placed in children services. His file was created to hide his history yet this same child was placed in adoption agency. 😔 For this same child got adopted by a good family, who decided to adopt a child cause their own children were grown and on their own. From the outside appearance he seems normal polite well-mannered a child anybody will want. But beneath the surface he had a deep dark 🌑 secret of the evil hidden behind a smile of a child. 😊 One-day the...
#dark
#father
#mother
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
90 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2024 3:03am
3rd Nov 2024 3:03am
The Modelos are Nice and Cold
My pops always seemed to be the life of the party
A strong booming voice that could fill the room
He had a hardy laugh like he heard the funniest thing
And he could drink hard like he was in a saloon
And when the cumbias came on the speakers
He’d hit the floor and dance like nobody’s business
He’d have fun because he loved the ambiance
From birthdays and picnics all the way to Christmas
At the stadium we would sit and drink in the stands
He’d tell me stories when he used to play the game
There was a sense of mystery...
A strong booming voice that could fill the room
He had a hardy laugh like he heard the funniest thing
And he could drink hard like he was in a saloon
And when the cumbias came on the speakers
He’d hit the floor and dance like nobody’s business
He’d have fun because he loved the ambiance
From birthdays and picnics all the way to Christmas
At the stadium we would sit and drink in the stands
He’d tell me stories when he used to play the game
There was a sense of mystery...
#family
#father
#memories
154 reads
6 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 3:05am
13th Aug 2024 3:05am
Forever in my Memory
I'm looking at my hands and seeing my father
I do this often
He was a quiet man
I wanted so much more from him
His passion
An occasional embrace
Knowledge
I'm still searching in my hands
For answers that won't come
Still I try ...
And will continue to try
There's so many answers somewhere
There was life then death
I remain focused...
I do this often
He was a quiet man
I wanted so much more from him
His passion
An occasional embrace
Knowledge
I'm still searching in my hands
For answers that won't come
Still I try ...
And will continue to try
There's so many answers somewhere
There was life then death
I remain focused...
#father
#love
#memories
#son
#wisdom
268 reads
32 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 10:17am
5th Oct 2024 10:17am
slight change of plans...
we had a plan
reservations made
in the works for months
bringing your sweetie to you
she made a bucket list
& you were at the top
a homecoming...of sorts
revisit all the old haunts
going to Morey's & get your favorite fish
those special cheeses you always used to get
A&W with New York Vanilla ice cream floats
just like the old days...in better times
before everything changed in life
we were coming...I swear
but the universe had other ideas
so we had to pivot quickly
result of...
reservations made
in the works for months
bringing your sweetie to you
she made a bucket list
& you were at the top
a homecoming...of sorts
revisit all the old haunts
going to Morey's & get your favorite fish
those special cheeses you always used to get
A&W with New York Vanilla ice cream floats
just like the old days...in better times
before everything changed in life
we were coming...I swear
but the universe had other ideas
so we had to pivot quickly
result of...
#birthday
#father
#IMissYou
243 reads
10 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 7:59pm
3rd Apr 2025 7:59pm
~’anthaadhi’.. the eternal sun
no start no end
..anthaadhi
this primordial godparticle
in within this transient being
he too one such rustic warrior
simplistic naivety written all over
.. braving against any injustice, a
raging red fiery warring vigilante
in a roaring avatar
in rudra thaandava
(born a no-one in a nowhere mapped
an insignificantly conversing ..
a colloquial hamlet.. of this
a nothing much held interior pocket
thats in scrap out moulting layers
of its...
..anthaadhi
this primordial godparticle
in within this transient being
he too one such rustic warrior
simplistic naivety written all over
.. braving against any injustice, a
raging red fiery warring vigilante
in a roaring avatar
in rudra thaandava
(born a no-one in a nowhere mapped
an insignificantly conversing ..
a colloquial hamlet.. of this
a nothing much held interior pocket
thats in scrap out moulting layers
of its...
#family
#father
#inspirational
#love
#prayer
75 reads
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 7:07pm
13th Mar 2025 7:07pm
THE FATHER OF HER CHILD
#father
#motherhood
#responsibility #sex
#responsibility #sex
77 reads
2 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
18th May 2020 4:08am
18th May 2020 4:08am
Get it On
The first album I ever purchased
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
with my own pocket money
was T-Rex, Electric Warrior—
It was 1971! It was England!
I'm twelve.
TWELVE!
One year from being a teenager
It's the end of July
or first of August, who knows—
it was hot as hell;
I picked strawberries
and babysat all summer
to earn enough money for that album
Get it on, bang a gong, get it on
Aowwwwwwww! Yeah, BABY!
( Remember. . .twelve )
I get it home, eagerly...
#father
#motherhood
#childhood
#music
#wisdom
1241 reads
44 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
184 reads
2 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
22nd Feb 2025 5:16am
the weight of your legacy
my reflection holds a warnin
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
your face thru mine
a bloodline’s violent song
features cut into jagged scars
of inheritance
the steinway bears witness
to lessons of impact
how ribcages sing out
when struck just right
between wrong notes
I sign papers with reluctance
your name fadin into mine
crimson risin beneath skin
bleedin out onto dotted lines
so many nights I wake
to find my hands
curled into shapes
that speak with your tongue
and I swear if I could just recall
which...
#childhood
#father
#violence
161 reads
10 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
31st May 2021 3:03am
31st May 2021 3:03am
DAD
He was the fastest of his brothers.
So he ran up to the bullies
And provoked them to give chase.
They were creatures of the woods.
Well suited to wilderness
And creative like the sun in trees.
A path of strategic holes was dug.
Filled with impaler sticks
And covered with forest organics.
* * *
He weaved through the pathway.
That weaved circuitously
And he heard screaming sounds.
The brothers sailed into the sun.
Sleeping in their hideout
And made treasures from stones.
The...
So he ran up to the bullies
And provoked them to give chase.
They were creatures of the woods.
Well suited to wilderness
And creative like the sun in trees.
A path of strategic holes was dug.
Filled with impaler sticks
And covered with forest organics.
* * *
He weaved through the pathway.
That weaved circuitously
And he heard screaming sounds.
The brothers sailed into the sun.
Sleeping in their hideout
And made treasures from stones.
The...
#father
538 reads
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Fathers by Top Critiquers
