Poems About Motherhood Seeking Friendly Advice
#motherhood
Poems about motherhood seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
value of intentions
I don't know whether to feel proud of myself
...or ashamed
I worked so hard all those years
masking to hide my pain
protecting her from the knowledge
so perfectly she never suspected
and now that it's come to the surface
she's asking me tough questions
and I can see the hurt in her eyes
that I suffered & kept it so quiet
but it was imperative to me she live her life unaffected
as normal as could be expected
never thinking how moods & occasional withdrawing might affect her
it was just the 2 of us for so much of her...
...or ashamed
I worked so hard all those years
masking to hide my pain
protecting her from the knowledge
so perfectly she never suspected
and now that it's come to the surface
she's asking me tough questions
and I can see the hurt in her eyes
that I suffered & kept it so quiet
but it was imperative to me she live her life unaffected
as normal as could be expected
never thinking how moods & occasional withdrawing might affect her
it was just the 2 of us for so much of her...
#motherhood
#confessional
#daughter #SelfWorth
#daughter #SelfWorth
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rearview reflections
funny how sometimes I look back at events in my life
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
it's like watching a movie on the big screen
thinking...shit...that was really me
it shouldn't be so surprising...
I was there...but was I really...
I guess that's up for debate
at the time I was so focused on survival
didn't occur to think of it as traumatic
flashes of the past blasting into my conscious
who even knows what caused it
standing in the parking lot of an old wig shop
a location chosen because it was so ridiculously random
suitcase at my feet & 4 year old...
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles
#confessional #memories
#confessional #memories
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the execution
the night of the executions
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
On the roof of his loft room, there was a half-open window
by climbing up on a chair, he could see over
the rim and eye
the camp for Russian prisoners of war.
on clear nights, especially when the moon was almost full
he was fascinated by the details and could see the upland
and the village bathed in blue and silver.
it was in the middle of a war,
the boy was five years old
and had been sent to a farm to be safe from nightly sirens
that had frightened him
it was on a night like this,...
#birth
#motherhood
#aging
#nostalgia
#dating
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On My Mother Turning 30 in 1957
My mother ended
her 29th year tra-la-la-ing
on feckless gams
smack dab into the brick wall
of the big three-oh--
old at thirty? What fool
told her that?
Each night the laying on of hands,
the transsubstantiation
of Pond's Beauty Cream:
Hail, Lois, full of grease,
the lard is with you
backed by a money-back guarantee.
I remember how she wept
gathering...
her 29th year tra-la-la-ing
on feckless gams
smack dab into the brick wall
of the big three-oh--
old at thirty? What fool
told her that?
Each night the laying on of hands,
the transsubstantiation
of Pond's Beauty Cream:
Hail, Lois, full of grease,
the lard is with you
backed by a money-back guarantee.
I remember how she wept
gathering...
#motherhood
#childhood
#aging
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A Mother's Might
A pureness;
I shall protect you
from the pain and trials
of this world.
Not ever doubt you
those round cheeks in smiles
sweetest of my world.
Your cuteness;
Is most definitely unrivaled
no question
affection always entitled.
I hope you'll live a happy life
No pain nor trials to stop your path
In a long journey such as life
Make sure to learn yourself some math!
Success and ever blessed luck
Meet ones to share your love
But never give it away for a few buck ...
I shall protect you
from the pain and trials
of this world.
Not ever doubt you
those round cheeks in smiles
sweetest of my world.
Your cuteness;
Is most definitely unrivaled
no question
affection always entitled.
I hope you'll live a happy life
No pain nor trials to stop your path
In a long journey such as life
Make sure to learn yourself some math!
Success and ever blessed luck
Meet ones to share your love
But never give it away for a few buck ...
#love
#strength
#courage
#motherhood
#determination
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Liquid Gold
Our color was predestined
From the beginning of time
An armada of femininity
Behind each of our eyes
Resonate and radiate
Nurture our womanly glamour
As we design our golden age
With untarnished beauty
Bestow future legacies
Of mothers and daughters
With precious liquified metal
Our wisdom will never rust
Teaching love’s glory
Between woman and man
Penmanship forever lasting
Never smudged or cold
As we pour priceless treasure
From our legendary hearts
Elegance combined with ...
From the beginning of time
An armada of femininity
Behind each of our eyes
Resonate and radiate
Nurture our womanly glamour
As we design our golden age
With untarnished beauty
Bestow future legacies
Of mothers and daughters
With precious liquified metal
Our wisdom will never rust
Teaching love’s glory
Between woman and man
Penmanship forever lasting
Never smudged or cold
As we pour priceless treasure
From our legendary hearts
Elegance combined with ...
#strength
#women
#motherhood
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Ingratitude
I see you, mom, as you leave
a trace of yourself
on everything you touch:
the shallow glasses my sister
keeps filling up with Coke,
the doorknob that sends you
into a world of supermarkets,
pharmacies and banks,
the bright screen that passes
for a friend from Monday morning
to Sunday evening.
You leave a trace of yourself
on everything, on everyone,
yet, who gives back to you?
What's the reward for the years
that fall behind you
as you work your sad magic?
People and things
remain cold to your touch, ...
a trace of yourself
on everything you touch:
the shallow glasses my sister
keeps filling up with Coke,
the doorknob that sends you
into a world of supermarkets,
pharmacies and banks,
the bright screen that passes
for a friend from Monday morning
to Sunday evening.
You leave a trace of yourself
on everything, on everyone,
yet, who gives back to you?
What's the reward for the years
that fall behind you
as you work your sad magic?
People and things
remain cold to your touch, ...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood
#son
#responsibility
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scenes of a marriage
Scenes of a marriage
I should have known, she was up before me
I made a cup of coffee and went back to my study
to reflect upon the new day
How wrong I was
She entered; my navel-gazing had to be for another day
“Go and have a shower and put a nice shirt on
we are going to the solicitor.”
“I’m not smelly; I have not had breakfast; why should
I dress up for a solicitor, charging me money for what?
Greedy bandits, all of them.”
“Anyway, I have bought ink for the printer and plan to
print two manuscripts.”
“I have no sugar for...
I should have known, she was up before me
I made a cup of coffee and went back to my study
to reflect upon the new day
How wrong I was
She entered; my navel-gazing had to be for another day
“Go and have a shower and put a nice shirt on
we are going to the solicitor.”
“I’m not smelly; I have not had breakfast; why should
I dress up for a solicitor, charging me money for what?
Greedy bandits, all of them.”
“Anyway, I have bought ink for the printer and plan to
print two manuscripts.”
“I have no sugar for...
#mother
#parent
#motherhood
#memories
#responsibility
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Little Wolves
Come here little darlings
I know the wind can scream scary
and we've been walking through the storm
but I'll protect you
Stay by me little wolves
I'll always be your Luna
and though the forest has caught fire
I'll provide for you
You don't ever have to be scared
I love you more than I can bear
even when I'm not there
if you call I'll come running I swear
Close your eyes little ones
I'll watch over you when there is no sun
we can play by the water in the morning
and I'll chase you as you run
...
I know the wind can scream scary
and we've been walking through the storm
but I'll protect you
Stay by me little wolves
I'll always be your Luna
and though the forest has caught fire
I'll provide for you
You don't ever have to be scared
I love you more than I can bear
even when I'm not there
if you call I'll come running I swear
Close your eyes little ones
I'll watch over you when there is no sun
we can play by the water in the morning
and I'll chase you as you run
...
#children
#motherhood
#daughter #son
#daughter #son
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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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To Mother With Love
She rises before the sun
her day has just begun
with chores and tasks to do
her love, she'll always pursue
From her children's smiles to her husband's touch
her heart is filled with love so much
no task too great, no distance too far
her love shines bright like a star
Her days are filled with busyness
with hardly a moment of idleness
yet she always finds the time
to show her love, so pure and kind
Her dedication knows no end
to family, she'll always tend
always there to lend a hand
or a shoulder on...
her day has just begun
with chores and tasks to do
her love, she'll always pursue
From her children's smiles to her husband's touch
her heart is filled with love so much
no task too great, no distance too far
her love shines bright like a star
Her days are filled with busyness
with hardly a moment of idleness
yet she always finds the time
to show her love, so pure and kind
Her dedication knows no end
to family, she'll always tend
always there to lend a hand
or a shoulder on...
#mother
#children
#motherhood
#family
#MothersDay
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nuclear war wished for
A nuclear war wished for
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
There is among the youth of the West an ingrained boredom
a hidden wish to swipe away from the old world they live in
they can’t see for mist on windows and need to clear the view
the dream of an exploding world where they will be survivors.
If a few survive. they will soon wish they hadn’t the destruction
will be complete, save from cockroaches and perhaps
a few ulcerated dogs will die of starvation.
As for the rich, in their bunkers, will turn against one another
eat their children and finally open the door to an...
#birth
#teens
#motherhood
#childhood
#sleep
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DU Poetry : Poems About Motherhood Seeking Friendly Advice