Husband Poems
#husband
Husband poems, poetry about or for your husband, and poems about what it means to be a husband. Explore the ups and downs of married life, partnership, love and a lifelong commitment. Husband poems may include poetry which dispels or reinforces stereotypes about husbands.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 2:15am
1st Jan 2023 2:15am
none of us have changed
your family are normal happy loud shouty people whom you say I’m rude to for taking myself off with a book but that’s the bloke you married
#husband
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PAR
Poem Published
30th Dec 2022 9:21pm
30th Dec 2022 9:21pm
Fairy man!
His talk was about all things.
Of small gusts passing by,
away, on a gray afternoon.
Deep in the haunted mirror.
For he had come like the morning of a day,
when the world that existed was august
and it was slowly entering September.
Gold leaf and silence in our eyes.
This is how he looked to me:
A wild shadow of the forest,
full of whispers and mystery.
I looked into his calm eyes,
and all my heart was his...
And all my heart, still, was his,
like a sunset at sunrise.
I found him dancing like a leaf, ...
Of small gusts passing by,
away, on a gray afternoon.
Deep in the haunted mirror.
For he had come like the morning of a day,
when the world that existed was august
and it was slowly entering September.
Gold leaf and silence in our eyes.
This is how he looked to me:
A wild shadow of the forest,
full of whispers and mystery.
I looked into his calm eyes,
and all my heart was his...
And all my heart, still, was his,
like a sunset at sunrise.
I found him dancing like a leaf, ...
#love
#husband
#LGBT
65 reads
5 Comments
Solomunster
Poem Published
18th Dec 2022 11:16pm
18th Dec 2022 11:16pm
The Sounds of Home
The sounds of home
are empty
but loud
they come in all sizes. all tones. and pitches
the sounds of home
are hollow
they smile
on cue
the fridge is full but never consumed
the plates are set but no family sits
the dance is careful. cautious. calculated
the footsteps are heavy
but carry no weight
the grass is green but it never grows
the bed is made but never warm
sleep is plenty but rest is nil
floorboards creak but no one is there
no sounds of passion or even cries for help
no mans best friend to howl at...
are empty
but loud
they come in all sizes. all tones. and pitches
the sounds of home
are hollow
they smile
on cue
the fridge is full but never consumed
the plates are set but no family sits
the dance is careful. cautious. calculated
the footsteps are heavy
but carry no weight
the grass is green but it never grows
the bed is made but never warm
sleep is plenty but rest is nil
floorboards creak but no one is there
no sounds of passion or even cries for help
no mans best friend to howl at...
#husband
69 reads
2 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
17th Dec 2022 2:08pm
17th Dec 2022 2:08pm
The Slob Who Won't Get A Job
Some call him lazy and his wife calls him a jerk.
His wife is very angry because he will not work.
He won't get a job even though he's an able-bodied man.
Her husband refuses to get a job even though he can.
His wife is getting sick and tired of having to support him and their four kids.
She'd like to auction him off on ebay and she doesn't care how low people would bid.
He says that he can't work even though he has no disability.
His wife would get a divorce but she'd have to pay alimony.
She struggles to support her family and doesn't know where to...
His wife is very angry because he will not work.
He won't get a job even though he's an able-bodied man.
Her husband refuses to get a job even though he can.
His wife is getting sick and tired of having to support him and their four kids.
She'd like to auction him off on ebay and she doesn't care how low people would bid.
He says that he can't work even though he has no disability.
His wife would get a divorce but she'd have to pay alimony.
She struggles to support her family and doesn't know where to...
#wife
#husband
#fiction
#funny
#job
80 reads
1 Comment
Eroticangel26
Poem Published
13th Dec 2022 10:50pm
13th Dec 2022 10:50pm
Seasoning
#happiness
#husband
#LifeCycle
#sensual
#passion
86 reads
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Sapphirewolf
Poem Published
13th Dec 2022 8:05pm
13th Dec 2022 8:05pm
My Breaths Even Pace
His rough hands do embrace
They glide upon my satin face
Upon my lips his fingers trace
I close my eyes as my heart does race
His body like stone as the ancients did carve
For his body I’ll always starve
The curves on his skin will always pull me in
My body for him it has always been
His voice makes me blush
Like a red rose at dusk
Though he towers higher than I
No..I’ll never leave his side
They glide upon my satin face
Upon my lips his fingers trace
I close my eyes as my heart does race
His body like stone as the ancients did carve
For his body I’ll always starve
The curves on his skin will always pull me in
My body for him it has always been
His voice makes me blush
Like a red rose at dusk
Though he towers higher than I
No..I’ll never leave his side
#love
#husband
#relationships
#beauty
#admiration
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PAR
Poem Published
30th Oct 2022 8:41pm
30th Oct 2022 8:41pm
some good long years
And he left breathless
disheveled
as if he had
a life of delay...
stopped at the door
and kissed the man
that he had learned
to love
breathed out
disheveled
and happy.
PAR
disheveled
as if he had
a life of delay...
stopped at the door
and kissed the man
that he had learned
to love
breathed out
disheveled
and happy.
PAR
#happiness
#love
#husband
#LGBT
#passion
67 reads
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
21st Oct 2022 8:18pm
21st Oct 2022 8:18pm
Circe's Gold Cage
Your love language is Circe's island
Food, wine, luxury as far as the eye can see
Warmth and comfort offered so freely
Blind acceptance of anything I could say
You give me anything I could ever want
But it is as hollow as a wooden bell
People's assumption is I'm in control
But we know differently, don't we?
There will be a moment when I turn on you
That's when the luxury turns to golden bars
We are always assuring ourselves
We would never hurt each other
But Circe told Odysseus she meant no harm
You offer love and everything...
Food, wine, luxury as far as the eye can see
Warmth and comfort offered so freely
Blind acceptance of anything I could say
You give me anything I could ever want
But it is as hollow as a wooden bell
People's assumption is I'm in control
But we know differently, don't we?
There will be a moment when I turn on you
That's when the luxury turns to golden bars
We are always assuring ourselves
We would never hurt each other
But Circe told Odysseus she meant no harm
You offer love and everything...
#husband
#honesty
#denial
#FeelingTrapped
#fear
121 reads
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joegracegrace
Joe Grace
Joe Grace
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 6:52am
13th Oct 2022 6:52am
Hurray For The REVERSAL Of ROE V WADE
Roe v. Wade has been reversed !!
First of all, privacy is no realistic basis for legalizing abortion.
Just because the baby is within your body, that doesn't give you the right to kill it !!
You are not an absolute monarch over that baby. Suppose I invite someone over to my house and he slips on the slippery floor.
So he says "I'm gonna sue you for having that slippery floor." So I say to myself, I can't let this bum sue me !!
So I'm tempted to "wack" this guy - and justify it on the basis that it happened within the PRIVACY of my house.
But does the mere...
First of all, privacy is no realistic basis for legalizing abortion.
Just because the baby is within your body, that doesn't give you the right to kill it !!
You are not an absolute monarch over that baby. Suppose I invite someone over to my house and he slips on the slippery floor.
So he says "I'm gonna sue you for having that slippery floor." So I say to myself, I can't let this bum sue me !!
So I'm tempted to "wack" this guy - and justify it on the basis that it happened within the PRIVACY of my house.
But does the mere...
#husband
#honesty
#admiration
#respect
#dating
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Deathkitty_134
Khach0
Khach0
Poem Published
20th Aug 2022 3:01pm
20th Aug 2022 3:01pm
Stoner
I took a pebble to remind me of you
returned again, to what I once knew
to dream a memory, escape from the now
and go to our place outside this dark hour
A stone I placed upon my altar
prayed my waking world would falter
smoothed by time in weathered friction
clouds replaced by blue skied fiction
Washed in youth's imagination
formed in loosing's cruel abrasion
fading rough reality
leaving recall's fantasy
There stays a rock upon my shrine
a photograph of once in time
to hold you in the palm of moment ...
returned again, to what I once knew
to dream a memory, escape from the now
and go to our place outside this dark hour
A stone I placed upon my altar
prayed my waking world would falter
smoothed by time in weathered friction
clouds replaced by blue skied fiction
Washed in youth's imagination
formed in loosing's cruel abrasion
fading rough reality
leaving recall's fantasy
There stays a rock upon my shrine
a photograph of once in time
to hold you in the palm of moment ...
#happiness
#love
#husband
#marriage
#lover
180 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 6:32am
11th Aug 2022 6:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
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PAR
Poem Published
4th Aug 2022 3:56pm
4th Aug 2022 3:56pm
post office
the being was the being was the being was
beheaded by the country's navy...
...
..., bled slowly, ...
its parts scattered like ashes
the doors
open open open open
there is a taxi waiting
there is a taxi that is not
either in wait or in wait
was the being that had been
...
PAR
beheaded by the country's navy...
...
..., bled slowly, ...
its parts scattered like ashes
the doors
open open open open
there is a taxi waiting
there is a taxi that is not
either in wait or in wait
was the being that had been
...
PAR
#love
#kindness
#husband
#boyfriend
#men
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