Poems for and About Sisters by Top Critiquers
#sister
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
21st Jan 2023 4:57am
Hostess~Host Ghost
zombies crawl sguiggle and giggle
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
it's a feast for the fit
entertain this, in your hour of metaphors
code locked and ready
wormwood for the toad, told ya so
ugly scarred but not for the morrow
injested grief, insidious need
you know me
I seek the higher realm
watch as I ride the dawn's last spangle
speak spanglish, nah
hand me the grief spoon and dish
no, my lips are sealed
wish to plead?
in this dimension and the next
cavorting in the atmospheric pressure
...
#love
#brother
#sister #metaphor
#sister #metaphor
249 reads
1 Comment
wallyroo92
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 6:49am
28th Sep 2020 6:49am
To Sara
I can still picture her as a little girl
Chubby cheeks holding her teddy bear
She had all these perfect curls
A cute grin with a bow in her hair
She still has that same smile
It’s a special day full of happiness
As I walk her down the isle
She looks beautiful in her white dress…
Today, I gave my sister away
09.27.20
Chubby cheeks holding her teddy bear
She had all these perfect curls
A cute grin with a bow in her hair
She still has that same smile
It’s a special day full of happiness
As I walk her down the isle
She looks beautiful in her white dress…
Today, I gave my sister away
09.27.20
#love
#sister
#marriage #family
#marriage #family
474 reads
6 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
18th Apr 2020 3:48am
18th Apr 2020 3:48am
Unicorn
I was told, as if it was a virtue,
that lots of kids have
a collection of some sort.
I could never really decide
which thing I liked
so much more than all the others
that I wanted multiples of it.
But somewhere along the way,
someone decided it was unicorns.
I’m quite sure I never said,
“I want to collect unicorns",
but nevertheless, they accumulated
with no effort on my part.
Figurines, little painted boxes, jewellery…
Which one started it all?
I certainly don't recall.
Well… maybe it...
that lots of kids have
a collection of some sort.
I could never really decide
which thing I liked
so much more than all the others
that I wanted multiples of it.
But somewhere along the way,
someone decided it was unicorns.
I’m quite sure I never said,
“I want to collect unicorns",
but nevertheless, they accumulated
with no effort on my part.
Figurines, little painted boxes, jewellery…
Which one started it all?
I certainly don't recall.
Well… maybe it...
#sister
#memories
#NaPoWriMo2020
502 reads
3 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 2:00pm
8th Dec 2024 2:00pm
She Speaks
in warm metaphors
from the heart for it's
what she knows
a way to survive
she's a true fighter
exposing her soul
the agony of her past
shamelessly despite her
fears and insecurities
yet do not ever let
her softness fool you
she is fiercely protective
of the ones she loves
razor sharp in her
smart observance
sensually seductive
in her erotic ink
as she breathes
new life into her fire
worn-out & weary
taking us with her
our precious...
from the heart for it's
what she knows
a way to survive
she's a true fighter
exposing her soul
the agony of her past
shamelessly despite her
fears and insecurities
yet do not ever let
her softness fool you
she is fiercely protective
of the ones she loves
razor sharp in her
smart observance
sensually seductive
in her erotic ink
as she breathes
new life into her fire
worn-out & weary
taking us with her
our precious...
#gratitude
#love
#sister
458 reads
22 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
27th Apr 2025 2:40pm
27th Apr 2025 2:40pm
splintered
27 of 30
{recognizing the difference
between one another
...was a moment most enlightening}
she told us we were reflections
each mirroring the other
externally similar...internally reversed
nuances buried within
she of air...I grounded in earth
...complicated sisters
I didn't understand her then
that bangled lady who did our reading
beads rattling whenever she moved
but many years have since flowed
like water under a bridge
ever changing in its constance
wavering & distorted ...
{recognizing the difference
between one another
...was a moment most enlightening}
she told us we were reflections
each mirroring the other
externally similar...internally reversed
nuances buried within
she of air...I grounded in earth
...complicated sisters
I didn't understand her then
that bangled lady who did our reading
beads rattling whenever she moved
but many years have since flowed
like water under a bridge
ever changing in its constance
wavering & distorted ...
#acceptance
#LifeChangingMoment
#sister #wisdom
#sister #wisdom
87 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Feb 2024 8:59pm
5th Feb 2024 8:59pm
Happy Birthday to #9
I do not know, as yet, if you have heard
about the poet who rules the night
with chiseled stanzas and surpassing word,
like the sort that might give werewolves delight.
He champions the old and gothic whimsey
like Edgar Allan Poe, or some old ghost,
whose haunting voice is not weak or flimsy
like some daytime T.V. talk show host.
Oh, the time has come for all to witness
the genius of my nocturnal thought
and glorious linguistic fitness...
the kind, you know, that just can't be bought.
But hold! The bells have...
about the poet who rules the night
with chiseled stanzas and surpassing word,
like the sort that might give werewolves delight.
He champions the old and gothic whimsey
like Edgar Allan Poe, or some old ghost,
whose haunting voice is not weak or flimsy
like some daytime T.V. talk show host.
Oh, the time has come for all to witness
the genius of my nocturnal thought
and glorious linguistic fitness...
the kind, you know, that just can't be bought.
But hold! The bells have...
#sister
206 reads
6 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 9:40pm
15th Nov 2022 9:40pm
Ride or Die
Two kindred spirits
embrace an unspoken pact
always... and then some
embrace an unspoken pact
always... and then some
#love
#sister
#BestFriend
#senryu
#support
1345 reads
34 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
18th Jul 2024 4:04pm
The Triangle Mountain
From our hotel balcony, my sister and I have a panoramic view of Sedona's towering red rock formations. One of the red rock faces appears as a simple plane figure, a triangle. It stands out to us because it's simple. The past decades have not been simple, for either of us.
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
In our otherworldly setting, we talk past and present, wisely leaving the future alone. We compare ravages of aging. "Look at my 90-year-old hands" says J. I laugh at the exaggeration. But even though she is only 15 months my elder, her hands look far older. Age spots, even a ropey vein or two. I try...
#marriage
#sex
#sister
223 reads
4 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
25th Dec 2023 00:44am
25th Dec 2023 00:44am
Christmas
I remember the Christmas lights the best
decorating our tree with dazzling colors
so shiny next to the tinsel
the brightly wrapped packages
and my dreams of what would be awaiting me Christmas morning
I would watch all night waiting for Santa to come
bringing gifts for me and my sisters
I could barely stand the wait
until then we baked Christmas cookies
and made lists for the man himself
my dad was my favorite part of the season
he loved Christmas and would always go out of his way
to make it beautiful for us
...
decorating our tree with dazzling colors
so shiny next to the tinsel
the brightly wrapped packages
and my dreams of what would be awaiting me Christmas morning
I would watch all night waiting for Santa to come
bringing gifts for me and my sisters
I could barely stand the wait
until then we baked Christmas cookies
and made lists for the man himself
my dad was my favorite part of the season
he loved Christmas and would always go out of his way
to make it beautiful for us
...
#love
#father
#sister
216 reads
4 Comments
DevilsChild
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2021 10:27am
2nd Jun 2021 10:27am
Untitled
#sister
#family
#abuse #healing
#abuse #healing
614 reads
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Sisters by Top Critiquers
Page:
