Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
26th Jan 2020 00:40am
26th Jan 2020 00:40am
You Are A Beautiful Soul You Have A Voice Use It
Apparently such words are deemed
undermining in the eyes of the social worker, makes you wonder what goes on in the heads of the anti social workers.
Incompetence comes to mind
or down right malignant destroyers of family. Either way, the games of inpolite society we inevitably play
undermining in the eyes of the social worker, makes you wonder what goes on in the heads of the anti social workers.
Incompetence comes to mind
or down right malignant destroyers of family. Either way, the games of inpolite society we inevitably play
#LifeStruggles
#daughter
#fatherhood
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BigG
Poem Published
11th Jan 2020 11:58pm
11th Jan 2020 11:58pm
Broken dreams
Drifting away in a cloud of dust
Memories fade of what once was
Laughter and beers in random park
Sitting gazing into the the dark,
Carefree souls unafraid to dream
Never before felt to loved
Touching embracing the cool night breeze
Drifting away in a cloud of smoke
We'd sit and watch as the fire danced
Young, inquisitive no-one could break
Our love was never gonna be replaced
The world was going to be our canvass
The plans the dreams the best intentions
Came crashing down like a child's tantrums
Memories fade of what once was
Laughter and beers in random park
Sitting gazing into the the dark,
Carefree souls unafraid to dream
Never before felt to loved
Touching embracing the cool night breeze
Drifting away in a cloud of smoke
We'd sit and watch as the fire danced
Young, inquisitive no-one could break
Our love was never gonna be replaced
The world was going to be our canvass
The plans the dreams the best intentions
Came crashing down like a child's tantrums
#marriage
#LifeCycle
#nostalgia #fatherhood
#nostalgia #fatherhood
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wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th Jan 2020 4:14am
10th Jan 2020 4:14am
The Weight of the Whole World
Perhaps it’s because I take comfort in that this letter will never be sent,
And that a lot of people on the internet we’ll read my vent,
But I’m human, I make mistakes,
I’m sorry whatever it is I said that made you do an about face.
See, I don’t want to negate my apology by saying “But”,
But I’d really like to know what specifically pissed you off,
If we’re going to have a father son relationship as adults,
I will speak the truth with civility all the while you may scoff.
No, I won’t be treated with disrespect, I’ve learned to like myself,
Part of...
And that a lot of people on the internet we’ll read my vent,
But I’m human, I make mistakes,
I’m sorry whatever it is I said that made you do an about face.
See, I don’t want to negate my apology by saying “But”,
But I’d really like to know what specifically pissed you off,
If we’re going to have a father son relationship as adults,
I will speak the truth with civility all the while you may scoff.
No, I won’t be treated with disrespect, I’ve learned to like myself,
Part of...
#relationships
#conflict
#son #fatherhood
#son #fatherhood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2019 8:05pm
23rd Dec 2019 8:05pm
Dear Daddies - We Broke Everything
Wasn't the first day of Hanukkah AMAZING!? I mean, last night our kids each got a present. Softballs! This morning I get to sweep them all up, should I accept the challenge.
There was no saving them. Bite. Spit. Repeat. Finish ball. Start next ball. At least two of them could not stop. Nobody wanted to freak them out so we sort of just encouraged them to do the right thing. And the two oldest small children actually played with their toys while they remembered to keep them safe.
But eventually, like in less than two hours, you can't tell we sweep because of all...
There was no saving them. Bite. Spit. Repeat. Finish ball. Start next ball. At least two of them could not stop. Nobody wanted to freak them out so we sort of just encouraged them to do the right thing. And the two oldest small children actually played with their toys while they remembered to keep them safe.
But eventually, like in less than two hours, you can't tell we sweep because of all...
#fatherhood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
22nd Dec 2019 00:46am
22nd Dec 2019 00:46am
Dear Daddies - Pizza the Action
What?" He stepped reluctantly inside for a moment. "I'm going to get rained on!"
"I was saying... I was making it because I want a pizza the action!"
He gave me his best deadpan humor resistance face. With a splash of reprisals in the eyes.
I do want to make pizza. As much as I want to make this entry. Because I can't sit still or even calmly make pizza without jumping headfirst into some kinda action scene. Here you have a great example of a special fatherly burden.
Divided interests. A pizza is just what he needs. And now that "I got mine"...
"I was saying... I was making it because I want a pizza the action!"
He gave me his best deadpan humor resistance face. With a splash of reprisals in the eyes.
I do want to make pizza. As much as I want to make this entry. Because I can't sit still or even calmly make pizza without jumping headfirst into some kinda action scene. Here you have a great example of a special fatherly burden.
Divided interests. A pizza is just what he needs. And now that "I got mine"...
#fatherhood
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
20th Dec 2019 10:45pm
20th Dec 2019 10:45pm
Brooklyn Was My Alibi
Visions of that four story
apartment building come & go,
wax'n'wane, with soft focus
fuzz, inexplicable.
195 - 23rd St..........and the neighborhood,
Stella's in Bay Ridge. Prospect Park.
Hiding in plain sight in the City of Churches,
Where young Whitman hung out with the fellas,
and Jackie Robinson hung with another clan,
100 years hence.
Haven't been there since we buried Cioci Stella in '07.
(During which I was...
apartment building come & go,
wax'n'wane, with soft focus
fuzz, inexplicable.
195 - 23rd St..........and the neighborhood,
Stella's in Bay Ridge. Prospect Park.
Hiding in plain sight in the City of Churches,
Where young Whitman hung out with the fellas,
and Jackie Robinson hung with another clan,
100 years hence.
Haven't been there since we buried Cioci Stella in '07.
(During which I was...
#death
#city
#memories
#daughter
#fatherhood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
20th Dec 2019 1:55am
20th Dec 2019 1:55am
Dear Daddies - Revelations in Simple Life
We only get one chance, and if we get it wrong, we die!" Shouted the excited YouTube gamer to his son.
Our men were riveted, watching the silliness unfolding; well, all but the one-year-old crawling under the dining room table. He seems to realize that he's getting too big to walk under there anymore.
Daddy came to realize something important recently. He and the rest of us weren't comfortable with the two boys exactly two years apart watching gamers at first. Then, seeing the fun those father-son pairs were having and wanting to just cry.
He...
Our men were riveted, watching the silliness unfolding; well, all but the one-year-old crawling under the dining room table. He seems to realize that he's getting too big to walk under there anymore.
Daddy came to realize something important recently. He and the rest of us weren't comfortable with the two boys exactly two years apart watching gamers at first. Then, seeing the fun those father-son pairs were having and wanting to just cry.
He...
#son
#fatherhood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
19th Dec 2019 6:07pm
19th Dec 2019 6:07pm
Dear Daddies - Girls are the Worst?
It takes about 1.5 million to raise a child" she informed the crowded dental waiting room; the families there had them all; boys, girls - everything.
"And that's just in alcohol!" Piped my husband seated next to his 12 year old girl. The entire room erupted in laughter. He loves spontaneous comedy, to an egoless degree. You know the kind.
"You know, girls are the worst!" Someone offered. The silly banter continues. My husband now pretending he can't hear anything. He looks over at his daughter and offers apologetic eyebrows.
"I don't think that is so. Good...
"And that's just in alcohol!" Piped my husband seated next to his 12 year old girl. The entire room erupted in laughter. He loves spontaneous comedy, to an egoless degree. You know the kind.
"You know, girls are the worst!" Someone offered. The silly banter continues. My husband now pretending he can't hear anything. He looks over at his daughter and offers apologetic eyebrows.
"I don't think that is so. Good...
#daughter
#fatherhood
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
19th Dec 2019 5:22am
19th Dec 2019 5:22am
Dear Daddies - Good Enough Should be Enough
Out on the river cliffside he was big, especially seated on the rocks near my husband. Son of the riverside property owner, he belonged there; we were guests. The beach was inviting as our children splashed happily.
Two boys with sun kissed wet strings who had been swimming for weeks there were bring talked about by two very nice daddies. Teases exchanged about the little men's wonderful, abundant hair aside, they are admired greatly for their boyant and plentiful energy. They blend in well with the blinding light.
A man like this, however, is bigger on the inside, even...
Two boys with sun kissed wet strings who had been swimming for weeks there were bring talked about by two very nice daddies. Teases exchanged about the little men's wonderful, abundant hair aside, they are admired greatly for their boyant and plentiful energy. They blend in well with the blinding light.
A man like this, however, is bigger on the inside, even...
#courage
#fatherhood
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Moonstonesol
Poem Published
18th Dec 2019 8:45pm
18th Dec 2019 8:45pm
what I have learned so far....
I finally learned to play chess.
It reminds me of my life.
Everything so black and white.
But im the queen in the game.
My parents are the pieces fighting to protect me and hiding me away from reality.
Just so the opponent doesn't take you...
Use your head...
Maybe i want to see the outside.
Let me learn from my mistakes.
The king waiting on the other side he is mine to take.
So let me. He is mine.
The pawns
The bishops
The knights
The rooks
.....They are just life obstacles in my way
....let...
It reminds me of my life.
Everything so black and white.
But im the queen in the game.
My parents are the pieces fighting to protect me and hiding me away from reality.
Just so the opponent doesn't take you...
Use your head...
Maybe i want to see the outside.
Let me learn from my mistakes.
The king waiting on the other side he is mine to take.
So let me. He is mine.
The pawns
The bishops
The knights
The rooks
.....They are just life obstacles in my way
....let...
#motherhood
#TruthOfLife
#fatherhood
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
18th Dec 2019 00:19am
18th Dec 2019 00:19am
The False Poem Has Risen, (with many others)
The brush combed hair.
(The polished bald "spot").
All
recognition in slip'ry
proportion
to the misunderstood intentions.
This may not Make Sense
now
nor in some wasted future,
but who's bothering wit listening?
Just an exercise in seeing what happens
when things (happenings) happen.
(At this late stage, it would seem
I've been fairly hapless
wit time , money, opportunity,
and now, death ).
...
(The polished bald "spot").
All
recognition in slip'ry
proportion
to the misunderstood intentions.
This may not Make Sense
now
nor in some wasted future,
but who's bothering wit listening?
Just an exercise in seeing what happens
when things (happenings) happen.
(At this late stage, it would seem
I've been fairly hapless
wit time , money, opportunity,
and now, death ).
...
#death
#ghosts
#illness
#daughter
#fatherhood
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spacemod69
Poem Published
15th Dec 2019 5:04pm
15th Dec 2019 5:04pm
Human Race
We dance together
In the heat of the room
Away from the darkness
The coldness
The gloom
The touch of our bodies
In loving embrace
Makes us want to expand
On the
Human race
Opening ourselves
To each others need
Let me water your garden
And plant
My seed
Let the seed grow
Strengthen, mature
Before we both know
New life
Will endure
That life will have life
Experiences, a home
One day, perhaps
Plant seed
Of his own
In the heat of the room
Away from the darkness
The coldness
The gloom
The touch of our bodies
In loving embrace
Makes us want to expand
On the
Human race
Opening ourselves
To each others need
Let me water your garden
And plant
My seed
Let the seed grow
Strengthen, mature
Before we both know
New life
Will endure
That life will have life
Experiences, a home
One day, perhaps
Plant seed
Of his own
#birth
#sensual
#fatherhood
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