Casted_Runes
Poem Published
19th Apr 2022 00:37am
19th Apr 2022 00:37am
Father & Baby Care
I can forgive that you
made me
feel dirty and unloved
because there was a time
when you were confused too
and found your own path
away from that.
and so were trying in your way
to pull the bracken from the path,
to show me where it lay.
but when you did
the bracken struck my face
and blinded me to you
and thus to me as well.
and when I cried you couldn’t see
for you were blinded too,
and anger was the only path you knew,
so stormed it like a lost soldier
and only made...
made me
feel dirty and unloved
because there was a time
when you were confused too
and found your own path
away from that.
and so were trying in your way
to pull the bracken from the path,
to show me where it lay.
but when you did
the bracken struck my face
and blinded me to you
and thus to me as well.
and when I cried you couldn’t see
for you were blinded too,
and anger was the only path you knew,
so stormed it like a lost soldier
and only made...
#fatherhood
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Nizana
Poem Published
21st Feb 2022 12:01pm
21st Feb 2022 12:01pm
A father's love
A father’s love was mine for a time,
But later his heart would roam.
Desires for more than a family’s love
Took him far away from home.
I thought he was my love for life,
Curled fingers inside his hand.
But life would lead me to other men,
Where I surrendered my treasured lands.
I long to go back to that innocent time,
But it will never be so again.
I will follow desires. I’m still my father’s girl.
The lusts of our flesh always wins.
But later his heart would roam.
Desires for more than a family’s love
Took him far away from home.
I thought he was my love for life,
Curled fingers inside his hand.
But life would lead me to other men,
Where I surrendered my treasured lands.
I long to go back to that innocent time,
But it will never be so again.
I will follow desires. I’m still my father’s girl.
The lusts of our flesh always wins.
#lust
#daughter
#fatherhood
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4 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
29th Jan 2022 2:58pm
29th Jan 2022 2:58pm
Some Of The Fathers
It takes persistence
to not be drawn in,
my own ghosts
sporadically visit,
often following
the judgement
of the one who set me free,
but also the one who
left me at a serious disadvantage
I landed in a place I could afford,
which in itself
was a stroke of luck
given the insane, unstoppable
state of the housing market
It is far from perfect
and not ideal
for a part-time dad,
but that was never really in the plan,
but I guess it never is
Flipping through ad after ad,
and even in...
to not be drawn in,
my own ghosts
sporadically visit,
often following
the judgement
of the one who set me free,
but also the one who
left me at a serious disadvantage
I landed in a place I could afford,
which in itself
was a stroke of luck
given the insane, unstoppable
state of the housing market
It is far from perfect
and not ideal
for a part-time dad,
but that was never really in the plan,
but I guess it never is
Flipping through ad after ad,
and even in...
#LifeStruggles
#disappointment
#fatherhood
194 reads
3 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
15th Jan 2022 7:01am
15th Jan 2022 7:01am
TURNED ME ON, DREW ME IN
She turned me on, and drew me in
to the act which makes life begin,
when all was quiet, none around
to overhear the passion sound.....
that's why I write to you today
to say, 'Our first child's on the way!'
to the act which makes life begin,
when all was quiet, none around
to overhear the passion sound.....
that's why I write to you today
to say, 'Our first child's on the way!'
#romantic
#erotic
#rhyming
#fatherhood
#seductive
234 reads
1 Comment
RobinHood
Robin
Robin
Poem Published
8th Jan 2022 2:36pm
8th Jan 2022 2:36pm
Gentlemen
Little hands around you—solemn soldier toy.
Storms outside surround your sleeping hero boy.
Alas! Amass dear gentlemen,
Your foes now row ashore.
Surprise! All wise and wearied men—again I call you more.
Light the fright in fools afar lest they come here cold.
For daughters and good mothers—the souls not to be sold.
Rise up! All true gentlemen—garner here a horde.
Stones pile on the parapets and arms drive for the ford.
Calling every gentleman! Steel and anvil strike.
Red blood beyond the waterway—carries the pagan pike.
Goodnight,...
Storms outside surround your sleeping hero boy.
Alas! Amass dear gentlemen,
Your foes now row ashore.
Surprise! All wise and wearied men—again I call you more.
Light the fright in fools afar lest they come here cold.
For daughters and good mothers—the souls not to be sold.
Rise up! All true gentlemen—garner here a horde.
Stones pile on the parapets and arms drive for the ford.
Calling every gentleman! Steel and anvil strike.
Red blood beyond the waterway—carries the pagan pike.
Goodnight,...
#children
#war
#fatherhood
103 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
30th Nov 2021 4:53pm
Powwow & Father
Powwow & Father
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
Iroquois Chanteuse sings a Celtic mood
For Powwow gatherers deep in the dusk
When shadows of the quiet quilt the evening
In the forever dream of a lost sun
Whose whereabouts are in the blackberry fields
On the horizon of silent tears
Of a Tibetan plateau where rhymes grow
Far from the piney halls of Valhalla
Where mystic embers go on a spark journey
To ascend the fires of Eden
But the keepers of the peace torch understand
And follow our trail
On roads etched in charcoal night
That veils...
#father
#nature
#fatherhood
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0 Comments
Sonneteer
L Robinson
L Robinson
Poem Published
15th Sep 2021 10:37pm
15th Sep 2021 10:37pm
Father and Estranged Son
When such a bond exists no more, has died,
a father’s feelings, obverse to sublime,
his mind’s submerged below the Plimsoll line,
a happy past no longer serves as guide.
A burnt out bridge, close kin on either side,
the gulf dividing, widening with time,
of failed relationships, a paradigm,
with no restorative to be applied.
For everything he has and has not done
the father blames himself; reproved by son.
Fond thoughts and good intention don’t suffice,
we need both wills, both him and me to splice
and join this once tight...
a father’s feelings, obverse to sublime,
his mind’s submerged below the Plimsoll line,
a happy past no longer serves as guide.
A burnt out bridge, close kin on either side,
the gulf dividing, widening with time,
of failed relationships, a paradigm,
with no restorative to be applied.
For everything he has and has not done
the father blames himself; reproved by son.
Fond thoughts and good intention don’t suffice,
we need both wills, both him and me to splice
and join this once tight...
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#fatherhood
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Stoney223
Poem Published
24th Aug 2021 1:37pm
24th Aug 2021 1:37pm
FEELING LOST WITHOUT YOU
As the day fades away and night is coming to the world in different shades of dark and grey, here I am feeling lost without you so near me and close to my heart and soul and mind. As I can feel your voice in the distance, between the sun and the moon whispering in my ears, like raindrops on a hot tin roof. I know that it is hard to believe in love at first sight, but I am a witness to see it become reality for example when we say goodbye. I miss you so much I can feel the tears slowly raising from my eyes, as I can feel your hand upon my face wepting my tears from my eyes. For the more I...
#motherhood
#fate
#dating
#responsibility
#fatherhood
266 reads
13 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
21st Aug 2021 7:02pm
21st Aug 2021 7:02pm
The Low Road
Divided in knowing
When to speak or hold my tongue
When good hearts are tainted
And gifts are given with the underlying will to manipulate and be controlling
As we make exceptions for one another
On the premise of investments made
Or excuses contrived of what we're going through
When it's sharp words versus verbal blunt force trauma
Heavy hearts harbor scars and we mean to love
But we are aggravated for our wounds and frustration
With hair line trigger reactions
Learning when to keep the false peace or make real peace ...
When to speak or hold my tongue
When good hearts are tainted
And gifts are given with the underlying will to manipulate and be controlling
As we make exceptions for one another
On the premise of investments made
Or excuses contrived of what we're going through
When it's sharp words versus verbal blunt force trauma
Heavy hearts harbor scars and we mean to love
But we are aggravated for our wounds and frustration
With hair line trigger reactions
Learning when to keep the false peace or make real peace ...
#grief
#family
#money
#disappointment
#fatherhood
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 11:18pm
25th Jul 2021 11:18pm
Renovating Broken Homes
Torn to be re-knit into the tapestry of a common fabric
I see eye to eye with you, where pain became a conduit to compassion
When love despite our imperfections is loving someone else as ourselves
For all the better attributes of sons and fathers
Let grace remake us where fallibility seeks for a Savior
To bridge the gap in the conversation of our lives
Filling the silence and the void of distances with healing
To mend us back together into a day born out of our darkest nights
For all the times I took for granted having you in my life
A...
I see eye to eye with you, where pain became a conduit to compassion
When love despite our imperfections is loving someone else as ourselves
For all the better attributes of sons and fathers
Let grace remake us where fallibility seeks for a Savior
To bridge the gap in the conversation of our lives
Filling the silence and the void of distances with healing
To mend us back together into a day born out of our darkest nights
For all the times I took for granted having you in my life
A...
#love
#father
#family
#FathersDay
#fatherhood
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2 Comments
cloventongue89
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 8:09am
25th Jul 2021 8:09am
Trial By Love
Life brought you to this place
Where sons pose the question in mere existence
What caliber of man will you strive to be?
All the know how to survive and the wisdom of persistence
Passed down from struggle to redemption's legacy
The infants cry confides in you to lead
It's not a question of the scars that make us up
But for what purpose do we bleed?
Soul ties made manifest in bloodlines
No truer the bond than the byproduct of lifetimes
Imparting the lessons you've learned
Working back to square one and seeking to achieve
What you do...
Where sons pose the question in mere existence
What caliber of man will you strive to be?
All the know how to survive and the wisdom of persistence
Passed down from struggle to redemption's legacy
The infants cry confides in you to lead
It's not a question of the scars that make us up
But for what purpose do we bleed?
Soul ties made manifest in bloodlines
No truer the bond than the byproduct of lifetimes
Imparting the lessons you've learned
Working back to square one and seeking to achieve
What you do...
#father
#brother
#family
#FathersDay
#fatherhood
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cloventongue89
Poem Published
25th Jul 2021 8:03am
25th Jul 2021 8:03am
Sergeant's Compassion
What's to be said to the father of many?
Whether by blood, contract, or adoption's embrace
The love speaks the same in the wisdom and guidance
When to be a father is to be an example of God's grace
Too few the words to express the compassion
To do justice the way your heart is seen in action
Behind the playful hazing and illegible expression
I can see your care as upon me you've made an impression
When by law is as good or at times truer than DNA
You were there when my own felt as if to walk away
For that I am eternally grateful to...
Whether by blood, contract, or adoption's embrace
The love speaks the same in the wisdom and guidance
When to be a father is to be an example of God's grace
Too few the words to express the compassion
To do justice the way your heart is seen in action
Behind the playful hazing and illegible expression
I can see your care as upon me you've made an impression
When by law is as good or at times truer than DNA
You were there when my own felt as if to walk away
For that I am eternally grateful to...
#love
#father
#family
#spiritual
#fatherhood
162 reads
2 Comments
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