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Mothers
In 1958, Bing Crosby sang “Thank Heaven for little Girls”
They grow up to be pretty girls and beautiful woman
They fall in love and get married
and they became the mothers of the world.
They give birth, they care, they feed, they raise their kids, teach them,
and love them no matter what
They sacrifice, cry, and laugh, never stop giving
We, on the other hand, grow o...
Sunday 12th May 2024 9:21 am
FATHER AND MOTHERS / BROTHERS AND DAUGHTERS
Brothers of sand
Holding signs, I am a man
Daughters of dust
Holding signs life in her gut
Fathers of the past
Never thought how long this would last
Mothers of the movement
Never thought so many forget their commitments.
Brothers of man
Fictional to control and command
Daughters of woman
Subjected to the desire of lust
Fathers of the future
H...
Thursday 10th September 2020 5:56 pm
Mother in my Share!
I wish, I could take birth again
to hug my mom, want to become a child again.
She never speaks ill
only she doesn't get angry on me
She's alive and so nothing can bother me
whenever I step out, blessings accompany me
She'll hug tight if something happens
she always shelters her children
But someone got house, someone got shop
I was the youngest one in the house, I got MOM!
Tuesday 25th August 2020 2:44 pm
Raising a Rose
With the first and potentially only tattoo
I celebrate this wet dark blue
With sleeves exposed to the moon
Don't you dare judge me, this art isn't for you...
Like ink on skin and ink on paper
This is my own creation
A red rose with a blue stem wraps around my arm
So that when we shake hands you see one piece of a bouquet
And I tell you something poetic like,
"Beaut...
Wednesday 11th December 2019 11:46 pm
mothers
our mothers
are windows
through them
we see the world
and in them
we see the faintest
reflection
of our selves
they are not easy to
break
but neither are they
unbreakable
to break them
we run the risk
of injury
our knuckles crack
as does their glass
...
Monday 26th November 2018 10:01 pm
The Almost Child
I remember exactly the spot
the place I sat
when she told me
I remember the cooling coffee
forgotten
when I was told
I remember the uncertainty
in her voice
when she told me
but
I remember how I smiled
the joy I felt
when I first knew
my almost son
Monday 12th November 2018 12:16 pm
We Are The Mums!
Tall Mums, short Mums
Fat Mums, thin Mums
Sporty Mums, stressy Mums
Glammy Mums, slummy Mums
All shapes and
All guises
Gauging the sizes
Of our bums Mums
Mums can cook and read books
(mostly at the same time)
Mums can sing about silly things
Just to keep in rhyme
Mums can nurse and give a cuddle
Mums can run at speed
To trouble
Mums can wipe up sic...
Monday 7th March 2016 1:53 pm
A poem youll never hear
Just another drop love, just another glass.
Just another bottle , im sure that this one will last.
Just another day gone , just another week ,
Its only here and there love, its just to help me sleep.
Its just another month where ive felt a little stressed
And ive needed it to get me by and decide on what is best,
Its just another argument , that I cant remember now ….
I know t...
Friday 12th December 2014 3:27 pm
Beat to my own drum - NaPoWriMo Day 5
Adopt
Saint Stephen's tale
It's Friday, sweets from Mrs Smith
Degeneration X and anarchy
Frankie's words: two tables, four chairs, suspension.
Discovered passing the buck, and thus passed it.
Stole the show with Twenty-one Questions, four dancers, and a singer.
First girlfriend changed everything, "You're young, she has baggage - get rid..." … did...
A pla...
Sunday 7th April 2013 3:01 pm
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