Poems for and About Sisters Seeking Friendly Advice
#sister
goldenmyst
Poem Published
31st Mar 2021 1:19am
31st Mar 2021 1:19am
Two Daughters Vie for Prince
Two Daughters Vie for Prince
One daughter dresses in gaudy jewelry
With lots of sugar in her inflection
The other daughter wears her modesty
Like a proud blue Jeanne
With a soft smile and even softer words
That sprinkle sugar lightly
The two girls make ready for the prince to visit
Jeanne says, “I can be sexy.
Let’s have a contest, dear sister.
You flaunt your derričre
for maximum lurid effect.
I will give the prince
a subtle hint of my sensuality.”
Jeanne’s sister bends down
as if to pick up a...
One daughter dresses in gaudy jewelry
With lots of sugar in her inflection
The other daughter wears her modesty
Like a proud blue Jeanne
With a soft smile and even softer words
That sprinkle sugar lightly
The two girls make ready for the prince to visit
Jeanne says, “I can be sexy.
Let’s have a contest, dear sister.
You flaunt your derričre
for maximum lurid effect.
I will give the prince
a subtle hint of my sensuality.”
Jeanne’s sister bends down
as if to pick up a...
#sister
#marriage
#romantic
#lover
#sensual
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
29th Mar 2021 1:33am
29th Mar 2021 1:33am
O' sister my sister
as kids
it was pulling hair,
hard
fighting— drop down, drag out
yes, cats and dogs
leaving welts
and long harbored bad feelings
stealing each other's clothes
uncommon ground
tattle tailing (mostly me)
just— oil and vinegar
aging
wisely,
came with less conflict
more unity
love, respect, appreciation;
grasping parental effects ...
it was pulling hair,
hard
fighting— drop down, drag out
yes, cats and dogs
leaving welts
and long harbored bad feelings
stealing each other's clothes
uncommon ground
tattle tailing (mostly me)
just— oil and vinegar
aging
wisely,
came with less conflict
more unity
love, respect, appreciation;
grasping parental effects ...
#love
#sister
#family
#IMissYou
#hurt
634 reads
25 Comments
Numer90
Numer0-un0
Numer0-un0
Poem Published
20th Jan 2021 6:40pm
20th Jan 2021 6:40pm
L.U.R.F.A My Five Queen Star
How may I help you..?
Can I be of any assistance..?
At your service!
I won't go where.. with you i remain here..
I only reach there.. so i can get a tale here..
So let me get fear.. among the ones am much safer..
Let me get tear.. only among the ones am much dear..
Let me get better.. only among you i feel shiver..
Let me get wear.. only among the ones am much weaker..
Let me get fear.. for The Only One i Purify..
Now I am only sincere..
This is in my mind you have..
(You always got me!)
You Marias are my...
Can I be of any assistance..?
At your service!
I won't go where.. with you i remain here..
I only reach there.. so i can get a tale here..
So let me get fear.. among the ones am much safer..
Let me get tear.. only among the ones am much dear..
Let me get better.. only among you i feel shiver..
Let me get wear.. only among the ones am much weaker..
Let me get fear.. for The Only One i Purify..
Now I am only sincere..
This is in my mind you have..
(You always got me!)
You Marias are my...
#sister
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
1st Dec 2020 2:59am
1st Dec 2020 2:59am
Guilt and Remorse
Guilt and Remorse
Paul says, “My middle name is trouble. I caused my family no end of heartaches. When I was ten years old I was a pied piper. I led my sister to unload an abandoned car with me. We dumped the contents on our front porch.”
“Ok. You’ve got me interested tell me more.”
“Well, I got her to hide behind a stack of paper towels in the grocery store. Mom went crazy looking for us. We burst out laughing. Dad whipped us good. It wasn’t my sister’s fault. I talked her into it.”
“I like the progression here. What was the worst thing you talked...
Paul says, “My middle name is trouble. I caused my family no end of heartaches. When I was ten years old I was a pied piper. I led my sister to unload an abandoned car with me. We dumped the contents on our front porch.”
“Ok. You’ve got me interested tell me more.”
“Well, I got her to hide behind a stack of paper towels in the grocery store. Mom went crazy looking for us. We burst out laughing. Dad whipped us good. It wasn’t my sister’s fault. I talked her into it.”
“I like the progression here. What was the worst thing you talked...
#regret
#sister
#forgiveness
#childhood
#MentalHealth
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Bluevelvete
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2020 11:00pm
23rd Nov 2020 11:00pm
binx.
Bound by blood,
down to the marrow
a heart beats heavy
at the years that have narrowed
Not one day passes
without a closing grace
that my thoughts are very far,
from your similar freckled face
Your history is mine, forever entwined
Those formative years
of shared life changing 'firsts'
You were the sun,
who's orbit I traversed
It was made to be so difficult
every step of our way
I carried this so-called little sister's curse
'twas my unwitting...
down to the marrow
a heart beats heavy
at the years that have narrowed
Not one day passes
without a closing grace
that my thoughts are very far,
from your similar freckled face
Your history is mine, forever entwined
Those formative years
of shared life changing 'firsts'
You were the sun,
who's orbit I traversed
It was made to be so difficult
every step of our way
I carried this so-called little sister's curse
'twas my unwitting...
#sister
#LifeStruggles
#memories
#separation
#hurt
731 reads
33 Comments
KrystalG
Poem Published
17th Oct 2020 5:36am
17th Oct 2020 5:36am
I'm far from inconsiderate
My sister is dying
what to do with that news
I'm in a rut
lost and confused
she says I'm inconsiderate
I'm not though....
She says I don't understand what she's going through
well that much is true....
but what she doesn't understand
is the torment she is putting me through
she wants me to be there for her
but doesn't at the same time...
all we do is argue now
i don't know what to do
I'm alone in this
I'm sure that much is true
I'm crying for help ...
what to do with that news
I'm in a rut
lost and confused
she says I'm inconsiderate
I'm not though....
She says I don't understand what she's going through
well that much is true....
but what she doesn't understand
is the torment she is putting me through
she wants me to be there for her
but doesn't at the same time...
all we do is argue now
i don't know what to do
I'm alone in this
I'm sure that much is true
I'm crying for help ...
#sadness
#anger
#sister
#family
#death
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4 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 11:50pm
16th Apr 2020 11:50pm
Missing You, Big Sis
The only step-sib that understood me
to recognize that my mom just died
and was consequently still grieving
remembering how you defended me
whether from step-mom injustice
or the only cul-de-sac bully
who soon after became my best friend
recalling the Summer you got me a job
doing yard work for our crooked, trucker uncle
each morning we’d navigate Highway 17
destination Scott’s Valley
you at the helm of your MG Midget
top down, blonde hair shimmering,
blowing wildly in the wind
As teens we worked the same...
to recognize that my mom just died
and was consequently still grieving
remembering how you defended me
whether from step-mom injustice
or the only cul-de-sac bully
who soon after became my best friend
recalling the Summer you got me a job
doing yard work for our crooked, trucker uncle
each morning we’d navigate Highway 17
destination Scott’s Valley
you at the helm of your MG Midget
top down, blonde hair shimmering,
blowing wildly in the wind
As teens we worked the same...
#love
#sister
#family
#death
#memories
521 reads
2 Comments
Kingvirky
Poem Published
8th Mar 2020 5:53pm
8th Mar 2020 5:53pm
Oh woman
A thunder,
A stream.
A ray,
A beam.
An enigma is the woman.
How do you prove the naysayers wrong... everytime.
How do you make the best in us shine.
How do you make a house a home.
How do you feed five thousand with five loaves.
How do you make sweet music with broken strings.
How do you make a forest with withered seeds.
Insurmountable.
Continuing the cycle of Time.
Spreading love and life.
Beautiful,
Strong,
Wise...
Let me be drunk in your awe.
Let me dance to your tunes ...
A stream.
A ray,
A beam.
An enigma is the woman.
How do you prove the naysayers wrong... everytime.
How do you make the best in us shine.
How do you make a house a home.
How do you feed five thousand with five loaves.
How do you make sweet music with broken strings.
How do you make a forest with withered seeds.
Insurmountable.
Continuing the cycle of Time.
Spreading love and life.
Beautiful,
Strong,
Wise...
Let me be drunk in your awe.
Let me dance to your tunes ...
#strength
#mother
#sister
#women
#gratitude
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RobynRenee
Poem Published
18th Feb 2020 11:38pm
18th Feb 2020 11:38pm
Leah's doom
The pillow was pressed ever tighter against my face.
Try as I might, I could not gasp enough air.
I was dying.
I was being murdered.
But the hand holding the weapon was not that of an enemy, nor of a stranger.
It was of a friend, and even more intimate, a husband.
I knew he loved Rachel more. But I thought that it didn't matter.
I thought he could have us both.
And then I felt the life in my stomach kick and hiccup, and I realize why I must die.
I am with child, while Rachel is barren.
And neither my husband nor my sister, no matter how...
Try as I might, I could not gasp enough air.
I was dying.
I was being murdered.
But the hand holding the weapon was not that of an enemy, nor of a stranger.
It was of a friend, and even more intimate, a husband.
I knew he loved Rachel more. But I thought that it didn't matter.
I thought he could have us both.
And then I felt the life in my stomach kick and hiccup, and I realize why I must die.
I am with child, while Rachel is barren.
And neither my husband nor my sister, no matter how...
#jealousy
#sister
#death
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1 Comment
RobynRenee
Poem Published
28th Jan 2020 4:01am
28th Jan 2020 4:01am
chasing fireflies, a short, short story
Lila ran through the grass, laughing as it tickled her bare feet.
“Come and play, Ted!” she called, beckoning to her brother.
“Hurry, the sun’s setting and the fireflies are out.”
Ted looked up from the book he had been reading.
“I’ll come in a minute. Let me just finish this page.”
Lila watched him for a while, then, stomping in disgust,
stalked over to where Ted sat.
“Get up.” she ordered, hands on hips, staring him down.
Ted laughed, “Alright, alright. I’m done and I’m coming.”
Lila’s face brightened, and she grabbed Ted’s hand.
Then,...
“Come and play, Ted!” she called, beckoning to her brother.
“Hurry, the sun’s setting and the fireflies are out.”
Ted looked up from the book he had been reading.
“I’ll come in a minute. Let me just finish this page.”
Lila watched him for a while, then, stomping in disgust,
stalked over to where Ted sat.
“Get up.” she ordered, hands on hips, staring him down.
Ted laughed, “Alright, alright. I’m done and I’m coming.”
Lila’s face brightened, and she grabbed Ted’s hand.
Then,...
#brother
#sister
#ShortStory
402 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 11:37pm
17th Nov 2019 11:37pm
Roses And Relations Reborn
#brother
#sister
#rebirth
#WilliamShakespeare
#erotic
684 reads
2 Comments
LunasChild8
Poem Published
28th Jul 2019 6:56pm
28th Jul 2019 6:56pm
Silent War- Chapter 2 "Proposition"
As she promised, the following weekend Liz took her fashionably clueless roommate to Rue St. Hubert, one of Montreal’s major commercial arteries filled with over four hundred quality boutiques and tailors.
In the second boutique that they’ve visited, Liz took a good look at the other clients trying on long dresses of various colors.
Instantly, she knew the style that would suit Rachel best and make her stand out.
Liz spoke with a consultant, who showed the two women an entire rack of slightly shorter dresses near the fitting rooms.
The dresses were...
In the second boutique that they’ve visited, Liz took a good look at the other clients trying on long dresses of various colors.
Instantly, she knew the style that would suit Rachel best and make her stand out.
Liz spoke with a consultant, who showed the two women an entire rack of slightly shorter dresses near the fitting rooms.
The dresses were...
#brother
#sister
#family
#fiction
#mystery
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