buckaduck
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 6:21pm
13th Dec 2024 6:21pm
Prize Bird
Well, good morning, Tweety Bird,
Such a pleasant surprise,
With your mother's sharp wit,
And, lo, myself in those eyes.
How I've loved your sweet song,
Both the coos and the cries,
For the year it has been,
As the time swiftly flies.
In the contest I've invented,
Among fathers worldwide,
I've won loveliest daughter,
But you are my prize.
Such a pleasant surprise,
With your mother's sharp wit,
And, lo, myself in those eyes.
How I've loved your sweet song,
Both the coos and the cries,
For the year it has been,
As the time swiftly flies.
In the contest I've invented,
Among fathers worldwide,
I've won loveliest daughter,
But you are my prize.
#birthday
#daughter
#family
#fatherhood
#love
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 10:03am
26th Nov 2024 10:03am
Kids
Our ancient wooden coffee table has bite marks on every edge.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The carpet, expensive all those years ago,is now worn and stained in many places.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The walls and doors
have all got dings in them from someone.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
Now the home is empty and every piece of it tells a story.
I never saw the little buggers leave, but they did.
The carpet, expensive all those years ago,is now worn and stained in many places.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
The walls and doors
have all got dings in them from someone.I never saw the little buggers doing it, but they did.
Now the home is empty and every piece of it tells a story.
I never saw the little buggers leave, but they did.
#aging
#fatherhood
#marriage
#motherhood
#nostalgia
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oskar
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
24th Aug 2024 8:08pm
Vale Paradiso
Vale Paradiso
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
The sea life is blueness caused by monotony
Formica tables and dirty fingernails
as the ship wanders between water vales
climbing to the top of mountainous berg
and sharply falling into a foamy brew
when the storm persists, knowing a small
mishap is fatal, there is nothing one can
do, but hoping the end will be quick
In my ignorance, I look at the map that
shows the oceans, which appear to be endless
will the ship ever reach Los Angeles
I think of Vale Paradiso, this cumbersome
will not make it that...
#aging
#birth
#dating
#death
#fatherhood
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DetectiveOGasm
Poem Published
16th Jun 2024 2:51pm
16th Jun 2024 2:51pm
The Single Father
There is always guilt
floating in the waves
of the distinction
and the comparison
to the others
that successfully
maintained their marriages
can shade the day
with mixed feelings
I will get a lovely card
from my only child
and I never doubt
the genuine love
despite that phone
that often gets in the way
when answers to my questions
are greeted with a "what?" or a mumble
This life is very back and forth
two days off, five days on
from silence to energy ...
floating in the waves
of the distinction
and the comparison
to the others
that successfully
maintained their marriages
can shade the day
with mixed feelings
I will get a lovely card
from my only child
and I never doubt
the genuine love
despite that phone
that often gets in the way
when answers to my questions
are greeted with a "what?" or a mumble
This life is very back and forth
two days off, five days on
from silence to energy ...
#confessional
#fatherhood
#regret
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oskar
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
10th Nov 2023 1:01pm
travel to Porto
On the way to Porto for a week's holiday, we drove through a pine forest a man planted forest the way each
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
stood at a respectful distance from each other
A year later in high summer, the forest took fire and
when flames met on the road, cars were trapped and many people, and families, died in the horrific hell-fire.
Our hotel was situated at a height, we had asked for a downtown hotel, my wife said it was my fault since I had tried to speak Portuguese- not far from a disused water tower, it's gated surrounding full of rats where every night hideous screams were heard in...
#birth
#childhood
#aging
#dating
#fatherhood
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CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
30th May 2023 10:11am
30th May 2023 10:11am
"Just kill me!"
"Just kill me!" She screams out.His arm bent out of its socket. She squeezes it even harder.
"Oww! He says. Turning his face away from her.
"Just kill me. Please!" She screams out again.
Clearly pushing through the pain.
"Are you going to participate in?" She hisses at her partner.
Perfectly in synch,he thinks. How long does it take anyway, until my children, has a new sister?
We already have ten girls. And two boys.
We cannot continue,to have anymore children.
It's far...
"Oww! He says. Turning his face away from her.
"Just kill me. Please!" She screams out again.
Clearly pushing through the pain.
"Are you going to participate in?" She hisses at her partner.
Perfectly in synch,he thinks. How long does it take anyway, until my children, has a new sister?
We already have ten girls. And two boys.
We cannot continue,to have anymore children.
It's far...
#anxiety
#strength
#fatherhood #emotions
#fatherhood #emotions
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Maple666
Poem Published
28th May 2023 3:51pm
28th May 2023 3:51pm
Love is the same and opposite game .
Love takes and gives. It’s hate and like and tolerance .
It’s loud and silent when it’s in a mood and wants to teach a lesson or make its point as it was either hurt or annoyed . It’s new and old it’s all about the two of you desperate to spend time together. It’s also did you put the bins out and fill up the dishwasher and make a cup of tea . The expansion of more two children under the age of four . With a bank balance that aches as much as two parents do who are tired to the bone with a balancing act of up against it financially and mentally and how many times have I asked you just to...
It’s loud and silent when it’s in a mood and wants to teach a lesson or make its point as it was either hurt or annoyed . It’s new and old it’s all about the two of you desperate to spend time together. It’s also did you put the bins out and fill up the dishwasher and make a cup of tea . The expansion of more two children under the age of four . With a bank balance that aches as much as two parents do who are tired to the bone with a balancing act of up against it financially and mentally and how many times have I asked you just to...
#love
#children
#motherhood
#responsibility
#fatherhood
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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
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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 strikes.
Red blood beyond the waterway—carries the pagan...
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 strikes.
Red blood beyond the waterway—carries the pagan...
#children
#war
#fatherhood
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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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oskar
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:17am
17th Jun 2021 6:17am
a bluebottles tale
A bluebottle’s tale.
Flies, dark a biblical curse flew, over Alexandria
darkened the sky and hummed hell´s song.
This was not butterflies, in a summer glade.
A bluebottle got to a small hole in the window
they were bringing profanity upon the world.
I looked into its intelligent eyes a soldier drafted
to bring wars and hunger to the world,
(No, not a locust plaque that for its own sake
headless exists.)
to make wars and split nations into many pieces.
God had fated humans should remove each other,
he had made the error given...
Flies, dark a biblical curse flew, over Alexandria
darkened the sky and hummed hell´s song.
This was not butterflies, in a summer glade.
A bluebottle got to a small hole in the window
they were bringing profanity upon the world.
I looked into its intelligent eyes a soldier drafted
to bring wars and hunger to the world,
(No, not a locust plaque that for its own sake
headless exists.)
to make wars and split nations into many pieces.
God had fated humans should remove each other,
he had made the error given...
#marriage
#holiday
#aging
#luck
#fatherhood
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oskar
Poem Published
16th Jun 2021 9:20am
16th Jun 2021 9:20am
what fame can do
What fame can do
Parked outside the local supermarket I saw a Rolls Royce
I straighten my shoulder and walked in with dignity.
The staff looked tense like an Imam had visited a church sermon.
Then I saw him, a tall elegant man deeply tanned, I can´t say black
anymore, but my wife comes from Kinshasa.
He walked around the shop looking at things unnerving us,
finally, he bought an apple, ate it on his way to the rolls,
Threw the apple core away entered (open-topped)
And drove away.
The staff was relieved, told me he was a famous actor, ...
Parked outside the local supermarket I saw a Rolls Royce
I straighten my shoulder and walked in with dignity.
The staff looked tense like an Imam had visited a church sermon.
Then I saw him, a tall elegant man deeply tanned, I can´t say black
anymore, but my wife comes from Kinshasa.
He walked around the shop looking at things unnerving us,
finally, he bought an apple, ate it on his way to the rolls,
Threw the apple core away entered (open-topped)
And drove away.
The staff was relieved, told me he was a famous actor, ...
#motherhood
#marriage
#holiday
#luck
#fatherhood
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