Poems for and About Parents by Top Critiquers
#parent
Poems for and about parents by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Wilderness
Lost in the dark
torn apart by
razor sharp
allegations
they put the
blame on me?
pointing fingers
make me cringe
inside it rages
sick attacks
mental wars
build my walls
bowed my head
closed my eyes
swallowed it
lethal mind
fetal position
dying to finally
find my way home
https://youtu.be/EvLpaCSnc4k
torn apart by
razor sharp
allegations
they put the
blame on me?
pointing fingers
make me cringe
inside it rages
sick attacks
mental wars
build my walls
bowed my head
closed my eyes
swallowed it
lethal mind
fetal position
dying to finally
find my way home
https://youtu.be/EvLpaCSnc4k
#parent
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In Observance of Cole Slaw
My Mom made great cole slaw
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
Fresh ingredients
Chopped perfectly
Consistency right on
I was always thrilled when she made it
Told her often how much I liked it
She didn’t make it often
But when she did ….
Only 2 places equal hers
One is across the street
I don’t try to compare anymore
Just look to the heavens and smile
#love
#mother
#parent
#family
#memories
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RELATIONSHIPS THAT JOIN AT HIPS
#love
#lust
#parent
#sex
#rhyming
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3 Comments
93
She glows
She glows with this kind of light and radiance
Like wisdom of the ages
Of elder and sages that emanate love and patience
It’s truly a sight to see
But at this milestone
The now and distant past sometimes seem to get crossed
When lucidity flickers off for a moment
As if a faraway memory came back unexpectedly
Our hearts stop for a second
And it comes right back
We bask in this love
In recollections of simpler times
Of harder decades
Of youth
Of war
Of struggles that brings a family closer...
She glows with this kind of light and radiance
Like wisdom of the ages
Of elder and sages that emanate love and patience
It’s truly a sight to see
But at this milestone
The now and distant past sometimes seem to get crossed
When lucidity flickers off for a moment
As if a faraway memory came back unexpectedly
Our hearts stop for a second
And it comes right back
We bask in this love
In recollections of simpler times
Of harder decades
Of youth
Of war
Of struggles that brings a family closer...
#parent
#family
#memories
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9 Comments
The Phantom Zone
What is real and what is not,
And does it even matter?
I think it does...I think it does,
When we remember love
Is all too much unspoken of.
Now, I will speak of it every day
And search for it in every book
And in any other blameless way
Not too disposed to gobbledygook.
Oh...we will know it by its mirth
And by the laughter and the smiles
That prove to us how much you're worth
Through all the ubiquity of trials
So troublesome to the human race.
But...
And does it even matter?
I think it does...I think it does,
When we remember love
Is all too much unspoken of.
Now, I will speak of it every day
And search for it in every book
And in any other blameless way
Not too disposed to gobbledygook.
Oh...we will know it by its mirth
And by the laughter and the smiles
That prove to us how much you're worth
Through all the ubiquity of trials
So troublesome to the human race.
But...
#parent
#separation
#son
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8 Comments
Fun ways to spend a Sunday evening
Waiting it out
clammy and vomiting
fourteen and learning
how much is too much
it's painful to watch
but so much better
than bubble-wrap
or my best lecture
clammy and vomiting
fourteen and learning
how much is too much
it's painful to watch
but so much better
than bubble-wrap
or my best lecture
#parent
#LifeStruggles
#learning
378 reads
9 Comments
Hard Man
my dad visited me tonight
he was a writer like me
cept he never let anyone see his stuff
I didn't even find out he wrote until he died
and all his writings were burned
my mom knew how personal he was
if he had wanted us to know he wrote
he would have told us
he was straight up that way
you always knew what was on his mind
he was a country kind of man
and a crop dusting pilot by trade
back in the day
when you took your life in your hands
ducking and diving wires
it was an honest living ...
he was a writer like me
cept he never let anyone see his stuff
I didn't even find out he wrote until he died
and all his writings were burned
my mom knew how personal he was
if he had wanted us to know he wrote
he would have told us
he was straight up that way
you always knew what was on his mind
he was a country kind of man
and a crop dusting pilot by trade
back in the day
when you took your life in your hands
ducking and diving wires
it was an honest living ...
#love
#parent
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15 Comments
the innocents
what happened to George
Floyd was racist, those police officers
deserve all they get, and yet,
spare a thought for their wives and
their kids are left reeling
at the quite sudden turn of events
Floyd was racist, those police officers
deserve all they get, and yet,
spare a thought for their wives and
their kids are left reeling
at the quite sudden turn of events
#children
#parent
#forgiveness
#family
#racism
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Trial By Firebrand: Learning can be hard
I wasn't as much taught things
as I learned from being punished
for doing them wrong the first time I even tried.
as I learned from being punished
for doing them wrong the first time I even tried.
#parent
#school
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Growth
Please tell me
so that I might know.
Please explain
so that I might listen.
Please show me
so that I might understand.
Please trust me
so that I might grow.
so that I might know.
Please explain
so that I might listen.
Please show me
so that I might understand.
Please trust me
so that I might grow.
#parent
#motherhood
#childhood #LifeStruggles
#childhood #LifeStruggles
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My Purpose.
To live, is my gift.
To be, is my privilege.
To serve, is my task.
To learn, is my job.
To love, is my pleasure.
To father, is my pride.
To teach, is my honner.
To be grandfather, is my reward.
To age, is my grace.
To remember, is my joy.
To die, is my vertue.
To rot, is my final duty.
To be, is my privilege.
To serve, is my task.
To learn, is my job.
To love, is my pleasure.
To father, is my pride.
To teach, is my honner.
To be grandfather, is my reward.
To age, is my grace.
To remember, is my joy.
To die, is my vertue.
To rot, is my final duty.
#parent
#family
#memories #responsibility
#memories #responsibility
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Gogyoshi Poem, Nr.11 — Wheel of Unfortune
He had a reluctant extra job
as an occasional hired assassin and she reluctantly
worked boring long hours on a production line in the local bullet factory.
They did it, honourably, to help their kids through college,
just as their own parents had done.
as an occasional hired assassin and she reluctantly
worked boring long hours on a production line in the local bullet factory.
They did it, honourably, to help their kids through college,
just as their own parents had done.
#parent
#family
#philosophical
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DU Poetry : Poems for and About Parents by Top Critiquers