rubyredheart
Poem Published
8th Nov 2022 4:27am
8th Nov 2022 4:27am
Conversations with a 6 year old
Given the choice
To jump forward or back
He said he’d jump ahead
In the future
‘till Dead
Then come back & share
The experience there
In the grave…
To jump forward or back
He said he’d jump ahead
In the future
‘till Dead
Then come back & share
The experience there
In the grave…
#death
#philosophical
#son
42 reads
Mundus
Poem Published
29th Oct 2022 4:54am
29th Oct 2022 4:54am
Sphinx
My father was a silent man,
a sphinx that never gave me a chance
to solve its riddle.
He had few words to share
but he knew how to use them to stab me,
even in broad daylight.
I couldn't ignore his soft, polite cruelty,
his mild-mannered darkness.
I knew his where the whispers of a snake,
the treacheries of a seasoned trickster.
I just couldn't prove it.
He left nothing but ruins in his wake,
dust and stones, the bones of my youth.
What am I going to do now
with this mound of ashes?
He disappeared before his time ...
a sphinx that never gave me a chance
to solve its riddle.
He had few words to share
but he knew how to use them to stab me,
even in broad daylight.
I couldn't ignore his soft, polite cruelty,
his mild-mannered darkness.
I knew his where the whispers of a snake,
the treacheries of a seasoned trickster.
I just couldn't prove it.
He left nothing but ruins in his wake,
dust and stones, the bones of my youth.
What am I going to do now
with this mound of ashes?
He disappeared before his time ...
#father
#parent
#memories
#separation
#son
110 reads
5 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
26th Oct 2022 12:36pm
26th Oct 2022 12:36pm
Terrible two
You'll always love them.
Wonder why the do what they do.
Handsome little fellow.
His wild nature is true.
I'll do my best to raise him how to be a man.
Staying real to you.
Lord it's hard to handle in their terrible twos
Wonder why the do what they do.
Handsome little fellow.
His wild nature is true.
I'll do my best to raise him how to be a man.
Staying real to you.
Lord it's hard to handle in their terrible twos
#love
#kindness
#family
#admiration
#son
74 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Oct 2022 5:29am
17th Oct 2022 5:29am
Professorial Temptress
Professorial Temptress
A professorial seductress bends like a cattail
To write her runes for chalkboard junkies
Algebraic news to fill the pages
Of textbook boys that are her specialty
In a French maid pose for moon-eyed pupils
Johnny reports the preposterous teacher
To the chagrin of his mother
“I once was her. I will be a guest at your next class.”
The trigonometric temptress
Prances like a formula hot rod from paradise
But she is Belladonna of dark magic
For her gaga guy audience.
His mother ...
A professorial seductress bends like a cattail
To write her runes for chalkboard junkies
Algebraic news to fill the pages
Of textbook boys that are her specialty
In a French maid pose for moon-eyed pupils
Johnny reports the preposterous teacher
To the chagrin of his mother
“I once was her. I will be a guest at your next class.”
The trigonometric temptress
Prances like a formula hot rod from paradise
But she is Belladonna of dark magic
For her gaga guy audience.
His mother ...
#mother
#sensual
#son
#college
#seductive
116 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
Estrangement
Suddenly it all explodes.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
#father
#family
#separation #son
#separation #son
80 reads
1 Comment
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
9th Sep 2022 00:37am
9th Sep 2022 00:37am
HOW I FEEL
Cradling baby girl in one arm
I used the other to pick at a scab
On my face under my beard
And drew blood
Then I smelled the poop
And looked down
To see our son with his diaper off
And a moist turd in his hand
I am the luckiest being
In this or any other galaxy
I used the other to pick at a scab
On my face under my beard
And drew blood
Then I smelled the poop
And looked down
To see our son with his diaper off
And a moist turd in his hand
I am the luckiest being
In this or any other galaxy
#children
#family
#daughter
#son
#fatherhood
110 reads
6 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
29th Aug 2022 7:54am
29th Aug 2022 7:54am
Where Did the Time Go?
I’ve always loved every picture of you
Especially when you’d flash those big eyes
You are such a remarkable character
You usually give us quite a surprise
I always enjoy watching old home videos
When you’d walk in like you owned the room
Or like that time when you’re barely four
Explaining how the fireworks go boom!
I always laugh reading some of the old posts
The discussions we had - just between us
How many times I told you “Don’t tell monkey”
But then I found myself under the bus
Your humor, your sarcasm, your...
Especially when you’d flash those big eyes
You are such a remarkable character
You usually give us quite a surprise
I always enjoy watching old home videos
When you’d walk in like you owned the room
Or like that time when you’re barely four
Explaining how the fireworks go boom!
I always laugh reading some of the old posts
The discussions we had - just between us
How many times I told you “Don’t tell monkey”
But then I found myself under the bus
Your humor, your sarcasm, your...
#children
#birthday
#son
184 reads
10 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
17th Aug 2022 11:39pm
17th Aug 2022 11:39pm
Last First Day (Part II)
(for Pie)
I can remember holding his tiny hand
The boy was excited for his first day of school
And when we got to the classroom
He went and sat on the mat
Legs crisscrossed
As us parents watched taking pictures
Listening to the kindergarten rules
That was thirteen years ago
It’s been many a first days ever since then
Year in, year out
I got to do them most
And this morning as he was getting ready
I gave him a kiss on the cheek
I felt of sense of pride
Happiness
But nostalgia too
He wasn’t...
I can remember holding his tiny hand
The boy was excited for his first day of school
And when we got to the classroom
He went and sat on the mat
Legs crisscrossed
As us parents watched taking pictures
Listening to the kindergarten rules
That was thirteen years ago
It’s been many a first days ever since then
Year in, year out
I got to do them most
And this morning as he was getting ready
I gave him a kiss on the cheek
I felt of sense of pride
Happiness
But nostalgia too
He wasn’t...
#children
#school
#son
137 reads
3 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
10th Aug 2022 2:04am
10th Aug 2022 2:04am
Xavier's Smile
There are times
I want to shrink him down to the tiny baby I once knew
Blow raspberries on his tummy just to hear him laugh
There are times when I want to feed him that bottle
Just so that when he’s done, he can throw it back
And he’ll give me that smile...
There’s something about his smile
It just lights up a room
Something about his spirit that makes this family feel whole
Even when he goes through difficult phases
I’m blessed to have such a loving son
To have been gifted such a wonderful soul
In the way he cares...
I want to shrink him down to the tiny baby I once knew
Blow raspberries on his tummy just to hear him laugh
There are times when I want to feed him that bottle
Just so that when he’s done, he can throw it back
And he’ll give me that smile...
There’s something about his smile
It just lights up a room
Something about his spirit that makes this family feel whole
Even when he goes through difficult phases
I’m blessed to have such a loving son
To have been gifted such a wonderful soul
In the way he cares...
#children
#son
129 reads
4 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2022 4:21pm
2nd Aug 2022 4:21pm
Happy Birthday, Mom - Part X
You were a very special and unique person until you passed away.
If you hadn't died, you would be celebrating your 74th birthday.
You were honest, unselfish and sincere.
You should've won Mother Of The Year.
I would've bought you a cake if you were still alive.
Today is special because your birthday has arrived.
I can't celebrate your birthday with you because you died in 2013.
Your death was very painful, it was the worst thing I've ever seen.
You were always a caring and generous person, that's something that I proclaim.
It saddened...
If you hadn't died, you would be celebrating your 74th birthday.
You were honest, unselfish and sincere.
You should've won Mother Of The Year.
I would've bought you a cake if you were still alive.
Today is special because your birthday has arrived.
I can't celebrate your birthday with you because you died in 2013.
Your death was very painful, it was the worst thing I've ever seen.
You were always a caring and generous person, that's something that I proclaim.
It saddened...
#mother
#death
#birthday
#son
#nonfiction
141 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
15th Jul 2022 7:36pm
15th Jul 2022 7:36pm
Make it Count
Dear Xavier,
Remember that car ride on the way to school?
When I told you that these days will go by fast
That first day seemed like it was a long time ago
But look how quickly four years have passed
I remember being happy and excited for you
As I watched you cross the street in my mirror
I sighed, you weren’t our little bear cub anymore
Adulthood seemed to be getting nearer and nearer
Through every obstacle, through every struggle
Through all the frustrations, vexations and tears
The light inside you never gave way to...
Remember that car ride on the way to school?
When I told you that these days will go by fast
That first day seemed like it was a long time ago
But look how quickly four years have passed
I remember being happy and excited for you
As I watched you cross the street in my mirror
I sighed, you weren’t our little bear cub anymore
Adulthood seemed to be getting nearer and nearer
Through every obstacle, through every struggle
Through all the frustrations, vexations and tears
The light inside you never gave way to...
#school
#son
154 reads
4 Comments
MyDesire_HisFire_1
DAY
DAY
Poem Published
12th Jul 2022 6:53pm
12th Jul 2022 6:53pm
Ego Trippin Remix
I was born in chaos and peace
I walked to the edge and built a platform
I designed a platform so high that I was able to dine with the divine
I am powerful
I sat on a throne drinking sweet wine with my ancestors
I got hot and lifted a chilled golden Chalice to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is the best gift from the divine
The tears from my birth pains created a goddess from beyond this universe
I am a capably beautiful and awesomely intelligent woman
I looked at a mirror and cried tears of joy and pain
For a birthday present when he...
I walked to the edge and built a platform
I designed a platform so high that I was able to dine with the divine
I am powerful
I sat on a throne drinking sweet wine with my ancestors
I got hot and lifted a chilled golden Chalice to cool my thirst
My oldest daughter is the best gift from the divine
The tears from my birth pains created a goddess from beyond this universe
I am a capably beautiful and awesomely intelligent woman
I looked at a mirror and cried tears of joy and pain
For a birthday present when he...
#motherhood
#memories
#daughter
#son
#responsibility
162 reads
0 Comments
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