goldenmyst
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 00:03am
19th Nov 2019 00:03am
Reining in the Wild Appaloosa
Reining in the Wild Appaloosa
John is an old soul who makes eighteen Sol circles only to become a vegan just like his Mom. He drinks her carrot juice by the gallon. He asks her, “Mom if I drink too much carrot juice will I turn orange? And if I mix it with beet juice will I get purple and orange stripes?”
She tells him, “No sweetie. But your eyes will work better, so you can see to wipe the last smudge of carob cookies off your mouth so you can tell Mom the cat ate them.”
“But Mom, if we are what we eat then...
John is an old soul who makes eighteen Sol circles only to become a vegan just like his Mom. He drinks her carrot juice by the gallon. He asks her, “Mom if I drink too much carrot juice will I turn orange? And if I mix it with beet juice will I get purple and orange stripes?”
She tells him, “No sweetie. But your eyes will work better, so you can see to wipe the last smudge of carob cookies off your mouth so you can tell Mom the cat ate them.”
“But Mom, if we are what we eat then...
#mother
#motherhood
#dialogue
#sexy
#son
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 9:31pm
18th Nov 2019 9:31pm
Why Angry, Mama Bear?
Is it because he dressed
your son
as a teddy bear?
Is it because he talks
of your boy
like a teddy bear toy?
Is it because he waited
until you were anemic
with a 5 day new cub
to not even ask
if he could steal your 14 yearling?
Is it because he lied
about where your little yearling cub
would be going or how long
he would be gone....
making you prowl around
the stinking kitchen phone
Waiting...
Worrying...
Supposedly overnight to
a "men's breakfast"...
your son
as a teddy bear?
Is it because he talks
of your boy
like a teddy bear toy?
Is it because he waited
until you were anemic
with a 5 day new cub
to not even ask
if he could steal your 14 yearling?
Is it because he lied
about where your little yearling cub
would be going or how long
he would be gone....
making you prowl around
the stinking kitchen phone
Waiting...
Worrying...
Supposedly overnight to
a "men's breakfast"...
#motherhood
#son
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
17th Nov 2019 3:39pm
17th Nov 2019 3:39pm
The Altar
I come
dragging the unwilling
behind me
To the place of solemn,
stony
faces
They think I bring a
sacrifice
as ones have done before me
Yet this one is no sacrifice
his place what one would envy
I bring him
for your mercy
dragging the unwilling
behind me
To the place of solemn,
stony
faces
They think I bring a
sacrifice
as ones have done before me
Yet this one is no sacrifice
his place what one would envy
I bring him
for your mercy
#redemption
#son
#sacrifice
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
14th Nov 2019 4:56am
14th Nov 2019 4:56am
Mother Unshames Son
Mother Unshames Son
“Johnny, I’m concerned
about your sleep patterns
I hear your bed creaking like a trampoline
In need of grease at three in the morning
This isn’t a normal mother and son discussion
But your father left us in the lurch
Hence it is in incumbent upon me to tell you
Stop muh muhing your mosher at midnight.”
“What are you talking about Mom?”
“Do I have to spell it out for you?
You know exactly what I’m talking about. ...
“Johnny, I’m concerned
about your sleep patterns
I hear your bed creaking like a trampoline
In need of grease at three in the morning
This isn’t a normal mother and son discussion
But your father left us in the lurch
Hence it is in incumbent upon me to tell you
Stop muh muhing your mosher at midnight.”
“What are you talking about Mom?”
“Do I have to spell it out for you?
You know exactly what I’m talking about. ...
#love
#motherhood
#dialogue
#sexy
#son
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2 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 11:05am
12th Nov 2019 11:05am
But Why?
But why do people go to war?
Is what my Joey said to me.
It was a question perfect for
When I was walking by the sea.
I was alone to contemplate
But why do people go to war?.
My son inside to patient wait
Five years ago when he was born.
His dad had fallen on the shore,
The cry of gulls as battle raged.
But why do people go to war?
There was no marker for a grave.
I knelt to pray and told my son
Just what his dad had said before
He left “to fight for everyone”.
But why do people go to war?
...
Is what my Joey said to me.
It was a question perfect for
When I was walking by the sea.
I was alone to contemplate
But why do people go to war?.
My son inside to patient wait
Five years ago when he was born.
His dad had fallen on the shore,
The cry of gulls as battle raged.
But why do people go to war?
There was no marker for a grave.
I knelt to pray and told my son
Just what his dad had said before
He left “to fight for everyone”.
But why do people go to war?
...
#mother
#father
#soldiers
#war
#son
100 reads
16 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
10th Nov 2019 1:44pm
10th Nov 2019 1:44pm
The Ways of a Black Heart
( prose poetry )
Why have you cowered for so long? Leniency reigned through his tender years, it’s all he’s ever known, you can’t blame him.
Yet now you call upon an army, to bring reason down to bear, and also raise up, to wake up! But it’s not meant to happen that way and that’s why it never does. A half-hearted intervention.
You and his father think that outsiders alone will and should pick up your mess? To lay down the law to a boy who you’ve instilled in him a sense of privilege - of entitlement?
Who does that and still tells...
Why have you cowered for so long? Leniency reigned through his tender years, it’s all he’s ever known, you can’t blame him.
Yet now you call upon an army, to bring reason down to bear, and also raise up, to wake up! But it’s not meant to happen that way and that’s why it never does. A half-hearted intervention.
You and his father think that outsiders alone will and should pick up your mess? To lay down the law to a boy who you’ve instilled in him a sense of privilege - of entitlement?
Who does that and still tells...
#mother
#secrets
#betrayal
#abuse
#son
90 reads
7 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 12:57pm
8th Nov 2019 12:57pm
A Message to Joey
Hello my son in Heaven sent,
I know you’re watching over me.
It wasn’t long ago you were
Your mother’s little boy-to-be.
I hope, my son betwixt the stars,
There’s lots to learn & be and do
To be the very best you are.
It’s this I wish to ask of you.
You hear my tears do you my son,
How this poor heart of mine is lost.
An angel came to take you home,
To be with God at any cost.
But this is where I see so clear;
Within a void there lives a world
That hides till innocence is near,
It...
I know you’re watching over me.
It wasn’t long ago you were
Your mother’s little boy-to-be.
I hope, my son betwixt the stars,
There’s lots to learn & be and do
To be the very best you are.
It’s this I wish to ask of you.
You hear my tears do you my son,
How this poor heart of mine is lost.
An angel came to take you home,
To be with God at any cost.
But this is where I see so clear;
Within a void there lives a world
That hides till innocence is near,
It...
#children
#sex
#homelessness
#heaven
#son
84 reads
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Drifting
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 5:32am
2nd Nov 2019 5:32am
A Fathers Promise
Come sit with me a while.
Tell me about yourself.
There was a time not too long ago when I knew more about you than you knew about yourself.
These days I barely know either of us.
Tell me a story in the way you do.
Youthful, hyperactive ramblings of excitement.
You talk so fast you can’t even keep up with yourself and we laugh together as we try and figure out what you were just talking about.
Show me your hobbies.
What do you like to do? Childish knowledge of every shiny little trinket you own pours out of you with...
Tell me about yourself.
There was a time not too long ago when I knew more about you than you knew about yourself.
These days I barely know either of us.
Tell me a story in the way you do.
Youthful, hyperactive ramblings of excitement.
You talk so fast you can’t even keep up with yourself and we laugh together as we try and figure out what you were just talking about.
Show me your hobbies.
What do you like to do? Childish knowledge of every shiny little trinket you own pours out of you with...
#father
#children
#son
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
19th Oct 2019 7:17pm
19th Oct 2019 7:17pm
stardust
jealously simmers then fades
you miss the good times with him that's all it is
days when you smiled and laughed
simpler days before hurt entered in
let go of what is no more
love gets more complicated as you go
there'll be days in the sun
and laughter too
nights when you chase dreams together
mornings when all you can do is cry
don't hold on too tightly and damage what's already beautiful
because there isn't another relationship like this one
unique personalities are woven intricately in this universe: ...
you miss the good times with him that's all it is
days when you smiled and laughed
simpler days before hurt entered in
let go of what is no more
love gets more complicated as you go
there'll be days in the sun
and laughter too
nights when you chase dreams together
mornings when all you can do is cry
don't hold on too tightly and damage what's already beautiful
because there isn't another relationship like this one
unique personalities are woven intricately in this universe: ...
#love
#BestFriend
#son
176 reads
17 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 00:09am
13th Oct 2019 00:09am
"Crack wise" / "Better wise up soon" - Debate: 33year old VS 11year old. c.1963.
Jeez, how many I gotta tell you?
You stupid or something?"
"Gee, Dad i dunno. Maybe i am (stupid)"
"Goddamn it. Don't you crack wise with me, kiddo.
You know i've got the strap to make you regret it"
"I dunno! I dunno ! I dunno.....that's all I get out of you'
maybe I should just take you and your brother (6 yrs old) down
Commack Rd. to the nuthouse (Pilgrim State Hosp.) , and
leave your asses there. Then maybe you'll know something.
Stupid!
All I can say is you better wise-up soon."
"Yesa, Dad.. I...
You stupid or something?"
"Gee, Dad i dunno. Maybe i am (stupid)"
"Goddamn it. Don't you crack wise with me, kiddo.
You know i've got the strap to make you regret it"
"I dunno! I dunno ! I dunno.....that's all I get out of you'
maybe I should just take you and your brother (6 yrs old) down
Commack Rd. to the nuthouse (Pilgrim State Hosp.) , and
leave your asses there. Then maybe you'll know something.
Stupid!
All I can say is you better wise-up soon."
"Yesa, Dad.. I...
#father
#childhood
#FathersDay
#son
#fatherhood
81 reads
5 Comments
Jiminex
Poem Published
27th Sep 2019 1:10am
27th Sep 2019 1:10am
Blonde curls and blue eyes
I miss those big blonde curls blue eyes
Little giggles running cross kitchen tiles
Stopping for hugs once in awhiles
Look identical with different styles
Lil maddie run it like a boss
I don't mind ill be your hoss
Tea parties price of a hug is all it costs
Heart a whishing well give a coin a toss
The dastardly Mad Max tough hombre
Last gunslinger alive today
I can see the hat tilt up "what you say"
"Hand up pawtner make you play"
Phone call did me good, sweethearts
In my world your the best parts
Home...
Little giggles running cross kitchen tiles
Stopping for hugs once in awhiles
Look identical with different styles
Lil maddie run it like a boss
I don't mind ill be your hoss
Tea parties price of a hug is all it costs
Heart a whishing well give a coin a toss
The dastardly Mad Max tough hombre
Last gunslinger alive today
I can see the hat tilt up "what you say"
"Hand up pawtner make you play"
Phone call did me good, sweethearts
In my world your the best parts
Home...
#happiness
#love
#children
#daughter
#son
81 reads
5 Comments
Jiminex
Poem Published
10th Sep 2019 00:29am
10th Sep 2019 00:29am
Purple cups and toy guns
Maddies roadside coffee house
White peppa pig skirt and a blue blouse
The owner served my coffee with pride
Best service i got a hug from the side
Big blue eyes bold puffy blonde curl
Such a sweet little girl
From the corner of my eye
The orange tipped barrel of a .45
Little girl I'll protect if he attacks
In walked a rough hombre Mad Max
This isnt how you want to do this son
Pew last thing i saw was his blazing gun
Apparently Mad Max maybe rough
Maddie proved he wasnt that tough
She dragged him to the ground ...
White peppa pig skirt and a blue blouse
The owner served my coffee with pride
Best service i got a hug from the side
Big blue eyes bold puffy blonde curl
Such a sweet little girl
From the corner of my eye
The orange tipped barrel of a .45
Little girl I'll protect if he attacks
In walked a rough hombre Mad Max
This isnt how you want to do this son
Pew last thing i saw was his blazing gun
Apparently Mad Max maybe rough
Maddie proved he wasnt that tough
She dragged him to the ground ...
#love
#father
#children
#daughter
#son
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