Poems for and About Parents Seeking Honest Critique
#parent
Poems for and about parents seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 00:13am
26th Dec 2023 00:13am
[[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
[sometimes underground walkways, other times private parking lots]]
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
We curled into each other,
in the parking lot,
hooked, lined and sinkered,
legs and arms and blankets
where electric lights and Mercedes cars
stayed dry from the wet gloom of the city.
He had a bottle of cheap cider,
they had cigarettes, passed them 'round,
called me the 'Angel',
we found this place as it was an alley away
from the youth centre we went as kids
when we had nowhere else to go.
With no one else to listen,
they taught me...
#parent
#teens
#home #healing
#home #healing
202 reads
1 Comment
cabcool
Poem Published
11th Dec 2023 6:18am
11th Dec 2023 6:18am
orphan
There’s a day that is coming when all the last will be first and
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
every orphan will be home.”―Steven Curtis Chapman
afghan wars
have orphaned me,
in stages.
silent stars
weep over me,
for wages
overdue
cannot be paid
...
#mother
#father
#children
#parent
#war
166 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
21st Nov 2023 9:04pm
21st Nov 2023 9:04pm
If You Wish To See Her Again, Give Us What We Want!
Pamela was in
the middle of enjoying
her massage before
two thugs kidnapped and held her
for ransom from her parents.
the middle of enjoying
her massage before
two thugs kidnapped and held her
for ransom from her parents.
#parent
#bullying
#fiction
#tanka
#mystery
137 reads
0 Comments
KeliaKatastrophie
Poem Published
9th Oct 2023 00:45am
9th Oct 2023 00:45am
Never enough
In the echoing halls of my mind,
I searched for love I couldn't find,
A constant yearning, undefined,
Never enough to ease the bind.
I'd chase your praise with all my might,
But it slipped through the cracks of night,
Like a fleeting star's fading light,
Leaving my heart in endless plight.
I painted dreams with colors bold,
In hopes your approval I'd hold,
Yet your expectations, I was told,
Were impossible, my spirit sold.
I longed to be your pride and joy,
Your little girl, your golden boy,
But my efforts...
I searched for love I couldn't find,
A constant yearning, undefined,
Never enough to ease the bind.
I'd chase your praise with all my might,
But it slipped through the cracks of night,
Like a fleeting star's fading light,
Leaving my heart in endless plight.
I painted dreams with colors bold,
In hopes your approval I'd hold,
Yet your expectations, I was told,
Were impossible, my spirit sold.
I longed to be your pride and joy,
Your little girl, your golden boy,
But my efforts...
#parent
142 reads
1 Comment
Results_May_Vary
Poem Published
30th Sep 2023 6:16am
30th Sep 2023 6:16am
The Blacksheep
searching, in nature;
i always wandered off from home
a lonesome creature,
i always felt safer on my own
watch another sunrise
cry and contemplate
the love i lost
and that which turned to hate
trade one for another
step through another gateway
eyes closed except for the other
dead to the world, lest the truth
slip away
here's to prophecy
and the self, nelgected
god named me
and left me, dejected
i had a mind to love you
but what's family without blood
i spoke what was true ...
i always wandered off from home
a lonesome creature,
i always felt safer on my own
watch another sunrise
cry and contemplate
the love i lost
and that which turned to hate
trade one for another
step through another gateway
eyes closed except for the other
dead to the world, lest the truth
slip away
here's to prophecy
and the self, nelgected
god named me
and left me, dejected
i had a mind to love you
but what's family without blood
i spoke what was true ...
#parent
#family
#LifeStruggles
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
226 reads
2 Comments
Officialkn9ne
Poem Published
27th Sep 2023 5:27pm
27th Sep 2023 5:27pm
Let Me Vent
First off I want to blame my parents
I didn’t ask to be born
All this weight I carry
Feeling selfish with my ways
I’m feeling angry
Momma had me young
She was just a baby
Sometimes I wish she never made me
Never laid down with my father
I wish she would have waited
Look at the mess they created
Now I’m feeling hated
I watch my life pass me by
All the time I wasted
I should have been searching for answers
Like why my daddy leave me
Why was he incarcerated?
Why couldn’t momma feed me
Working...
I didn’t ask to be born
All this weight I carry
Feeling selfish with my ways
I’m feeling angry
Momma had me young
She was just a baby
Sometimes I wish she never made me
Never laid down with my father
I wish she would have waited
Look at the mess they created
Now I’m feeling hated
I watch my life pass me by
All the time I wasted
I should have been searching for answers
Like why my daddy leave me
Why was he incarcerated?
Why couldn’t momma feed me
Working...
#anger
#parent
#childhood
#dating
#choices
247 reads
1 Comment
Koulouri
Poem Published
15th Sep 2023 4:51pm
15th Sep 2023 4:51pm
Living Among the Flames
Watching sparks fly, flames catch, and tempers flare.
It is quite strange, when you are in the center of the inferno.
Fumes fill the house, and your last breath is stolen from your lungs.
Tears puddle on the floor as your begging goes unacknowledged.
A fleeting decision is made as you make a desperate attempt to escape.
Beams crumble in your path, and berate you for defying fate.
Steeling yourself, you continue for the door, stinging bites peppering your legs.
Voices hungrily chase you, but they feel cold and distant when they...
It is quite strange, when you are in the center of the inferno.
Fumes fill the house, and your last breath is stolen from your lungs.
Tears puddle on the floor as your begging goes unacknowledged.
A fleeting decision is made as you make a desperate attempt to escape.
Beams crumble in your path, and berate you for defying fate.
Steeling yourself, you continue for the door, stinging bites peppering your legs.
Voices hungrily chase you, but they feel cold and distant when they...
#anger
#children
#parent
#LifeStruggles
#escape
244 reads
0 Comments
LillyValleyPoems
Poem Published
20th Aug 2023 6:19am
20th Aug 2023 6:19am
Spider Babies
It’s been 5 months since
We’ve spoken
And I’ve been stirring it up,
It’s all in my head
I’ve tried to forget
A conversation with my husband;
Me: I don’t want spiders
in my room,
Should we do something?
Husband: no, when they hatch
They’ll all blow away
That spider out my window
She’s got babies
A tiny cocoon;
Like how I call my robe
When I see my bebe’s
Morning face,
My cocoon’s only for my
Littlest ones
I want them to remember
These silken warmseys threads
It’s...
We’ve spoken
And I’ve been stirring it up,
It’s all in my head
I’ve tried to forget
A conversation with my husband;
Me: I don’t want spiders
in my room,
Should we do something?
Husband: no, when they hatch
They’ll all blow away
That spider out my window
She’s got babies
A tiny cocoon;
Like how I call my robe
When I see my bebe’s
Morning face,
My cocoon’s only for my
Littlest ones
I want them to remember
These silken warmseys threads
It’s...
#parent
#motherhood
#responsibility
252 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Aug 2023 6:30am
6th Aug 2023 6:30am
Bad Mother
When I was a kid
my mother told lies,
including about gay men she said
her friend had caught on cam,
in toilets putting tampons up their bums
to staunch the bleeding.
I’m not sure why she said these things,
and though she didn’t know (I think)
that I was queer, it still seems like
an unusual fib to tell your teenage son.
I still see myself sat in her armchair
while she, in fleece and long dark hair,
did makeup in a long mirror.
I must have known what a bad mother
she was, just like Mrs West must have known ...
my mother told lies,
including about gay men she said
her friend had caught on cam,
in toilets putting tampons up their bums
to staunch the bleeding.
I’m not sure why she said these things,
and though she didn’t know (I think)
that I was queer, it still seems like
an unusual fib to tell your teenage son.
I still see myself sat in her armchair
while she, in fleece and long dark hair,
did makeup in a long mirror.
I must have known what a bad mother
she was, just like Mrs West must have known ...
#parent
#childhood
#abuse #memories
#abuse #memories
289 reads
5 Comments
BITS
Poem Published
29th Jul 2023 10:21am
29th Jul 2023 10:21am
Big Big Love
I am jealous of your non fussed style,
How you blossom in the simplicity of family, home,
your yellow brick by-pass mile,
I love the joy that you find in the mundane,
Hearing gossip about your boys,
giggling about getting caught in the rain.
I am jealous of the peace in you I see,
Lord of the Garden,
Queen of our unknowable sea.
Flowers and family grown with care,
Patience and grit,
a sprinkle of flare.
With tongue in cheek, I love this bear to poke,
She always takes the bait,
but is never the...
How you blossom in the simplicity of family, home,
your yellow brick by-pass mile,
I love the joy that you find in the mundane,
Hearing gossip about your boys,
giggling about getting caught in the rain.
I am jealous of the peace in you I see,
Lord of the Garden,
Queen of our unknowable sea.
Flowers and family grown with care,
Patience and grit,
a sprinkle of flare.
With tongue in cheek, I love this bear to poke,
She always takes the bait,
but is never the...
#love
#parent
#gratitude
243 reads
1 Comment
Results_May_Vary
Poem Published
28th Jul 2023 11:26pm
28th Jul 2023 11:26pm
Let You Go (The Tears Are Burning)
Waiting by the phone
Ripped up another letter
Cancelled another call
Deleted one more text
God, you act like I was never there
Waiting by the fucking phone
Waiting for another "how ya doing son?"
Nope, not a fucking word
So, one last time
I can't do this anymore
I can't take it anymore
Tired of breaking my own heart
Ripping my mind apart
Give me a reason to stay!
Give me a fucking reason to stay!
You like to think I never watched to see the inbox fill up
Like I never wished you good...
Ripped up another letter
Cancelled another call
Deleted one more text
God, you act like I was never there
Waiting by the fucking phone
Waiting for another "how ya doing son?"
Nope, not a fucking word
So, one last time
I can't do this anymore
I can't take it anymore
Tired of breaking my own heart
Ripping my mind apart
Give me a reason to stay!
Give me a fucking reason to stay!
You like to think I never watched to see the inbox fill up
Like I never wished you good...
#hate
#parent
#confessional
#SelfWorth
#fatherhood
263 reads
2 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
24th Jul 2023 10:06pm
About the not talked about
We don't talk about
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
the parents who are currently seeking,
sat and just about speaking,
waiting and waiting, unreeling,
the diagnosis they're asking for treating,
the two years before they could see it,
the three or more spent to decree it,
the lack of solution, the bleak disolution,
the millions of boxes to meet it,
the islands of adults unknown,
their youth, elephants in the room,
the decades of reports, of mumbled retorts,
the managing just to be being,
it's something you know - now to know it,
to acknowledge how we've...
#parent
#Autism
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1 Comment
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