Long Poems for and About Sisters
#sister
Burgundy_Sky
Poem Published
7th Jul 2021 6:05am
7th Jul 2021 6:05am
The Letter
Dear Daii,
You might be wondering why I’m writing this letter to you, you might not know who I am because I go unnoticed by almost everyone. I feel there are a few things to be uncovered and discover I'll try to not make this a long letter because I know how busy your day gets from you struggling to open your beautiful sparkly brown eyes to meet the sun that glares through your curtains to you managing and maintaining those small curls that protect and shelters that magnificent brain of yours, the effortlessness in choosing the right colors and shades that perfectly matches your persona...
You might be wondering why I’m writing this letter to you, you might not know who I am because I go unnoticed by almost everyone. I feel there are a few things to be uncovered and discover I'll try to not make this a long letter because I know how busy your day gets from you struggling to open your beautiful sparkly brown eyes to meet the sun that glares through your curtains to you managing and maintaining those small curls that protect and shelters that magnificent brain of yours, the effortlessness in choosing the right colors and shades that perfectly matches your persona...
#sister
#separation
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th May 2021 6:35am
14th May 2021 6:35am
Unbearable Levity of Kinship
Unbearable Levity of Kinship
She tells her fellow girlfriend and Barista wrapped in one, “When I get in this mood I laugh at everything. I laugh at customers in their faces which isn’t good at work. This happens to me once a week. I spilled coffee on my skirt and it was hilarious.”
A patron says, “Are you are in a funny mood?”
She focuses on her customer at hand, “Oh, sir I’m all ticklish. Give me Xanax to calm me down.”
“Is it my beard or my tattoo that tickles you?”
“Your beard would have to...
She tells her fellow girlfriend and Barista wrapped in one, “When I get in this mood I laugh at everything. I laugh at customers in their faces which isn’t good at work. This happens to me once a week. I spilled coffee on my skirt and it was hilarious.”
A patron says, “Are you are in a funny mood?”
She focuses on her customer at hand, “Oh, sir I’m all ticklish. Give me Xanax to calm me down.”
“Is it my beard or my tattoo that tickles you?”
“Your beard would have to...
#brother
#sister
#coffee
#funny
#sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
5th May 2021 00:08am
5th May 2021 00:08am
Sauna Fidelity Test
Sauna Fidelity Test
“My brother-in-law are you comfortable in this sauna?”
“It is quite warm but that is what these hothouses are for.”
“Well, if you need to take off your towel I won’t mind. Your wife will understand. No need to go around swaddled in this swelter.”
“The heat is oppressive so in the interest of comfort, I’ll go nude. But are you comfortable with me in this state of undress?”
“You were already mostly naked. I consider what is underneath to be a perfectly healthy part of the male physique.”
“I bet that...
“My brother-in-law are you comfortable in this sauna?”
“It is quite warm but that is what these hothouses are for.”
“Well, if you need to take off your towel I won’t mind. Your wife will understand. No need to go around swaddled in this swelter.”
“The heat is oppressive so in the interest of comfort, I’ll go nude. But are you comfortable with me in this state of undress?”
“You were already mostly naked. I consider what is underneath to be a perfectly healthy part of the male physique.”
“I bet that...
#sister
#wife
#erotic
#betrayal
#sensual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
27th Apr 2021 6:02am
27th Apr 2021 6:02am
My Sultana, My Sister
My Sultana, My Sister
My sister is the Sultana
who rules the kingdom alongside her Sultan.
One day the Sultan’s concubine
praises my sister for the finery of her blouse.
My sister compliments the concubine’s earrings.
And a hug of admiration ensues
as strong and loving as any embrace on earth.
I wait in the antechamber for the coffee
my sister bears each day as a sign of filial piety.
But to my surprise the Sultan’s concubine
brings the brew with a smile and a hand squeeze.
She says, “Your sister tells me that you...
My sister is the Sultana
who rules the kingdom alongside her Sultan.
One day the Sultan’s concubine
praises my sister for the finery of her blouse.
My sister compliments the concubine’s earrings.
And a hug of admiration ensues
as strong and loving as any embrace on earth.
I wait in the antechamber for the coffee
my sister bears each day as a sign of filial piety.
But to my surprise the Sultan’s concubine
brings the brew with a smile and a hand squeeze.
She says, “Your sister tells me that you...
#sister
#marriage
#romantic
#lover
#passion
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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
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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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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
2nd May 2020 1:06am
2nd May 2020 1:06am
Polished Shit
#brother
#sister
#family
#murder
#DomesticViolence
642 reads
6 Comments
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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goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 11:37pm
17th Nov 2019 11:37pm
Roses And Relations Reborn
#brother
#sister
#rebirth
#WilliamShakespeare
#erotic
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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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Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
21st Jul 2019 11:03am
21st Jul 2019 11:03am
SiStars
I.
The first time
I heard the word Sister
was when my older one died—
I was too young to remember
inside a nascent emptiness
unfilled by a brother
There is something indescribable
that happens to a middle child
when they become the eldest;
a salient discombobulation
solidifying over time—
whether or not you qualify
II.
The second...
The first time
I heard the word Sister
was when my older one died—
I was too young to remember
inside a nascent emptiness
unfilled by a brother
There is something indescribable
that happens to a middle child
when they become the eldest;
a salient discombobulation
solidifying over time—
whether or not you qualify
II.
The second...
#sister
#spiritual
#universe
#stars
#evolution
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27 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems for and About Sisters
