by Mama Bear |
Categories:
feelings, happiness, mom,
I wish that I could write
Like my son the poet
I'm just an amateur
And well I know it
I search the site
And there again
He has written something wonderful
With his amazing pen
Wish that I might write
As he has done
I know I am extremely proud
Of my wonderfully talented son
Dedicated to my son Richard poet extraordinaire
I am so glad that all my children are different
I can love you all for different reasons
Mom
by JEAN MURRAY |
Categories:
art, community, creation,
I'd like to write a poem
that might
Describe my delights.
Share my sorrows.
Expand my expectations.
Defeat my demons.
Justify my joy.
Anchor my anger.
Free my frustrations.
Worship my womanliness.
Bestow my bounty.
Cherish my children.
Harness my hopes.
Love my lard.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
tree,
I was loving the sun,
Not consciously doing anything
My gourds hanging sweetly,
Too big to move much
Dancing with internal mirth
Because I was being picked today
It is always a relief to a calabash
When the pickers arrive
I heard laughter and stood a bit taller
Glad I could see farther than bushes
But no one showed, so I knew
It was not the pickers.
I sat back and enjoyed the
love of the sun a little longer,
excited the gourds would be going to new homes
today, knowing they would love
being bird houses and decorations
Feeling sad for the ones who
would be turned into tobacco pipes
They are all my children,
I want them all to
breathe and enjoy
the sun...
by Jessica Wilson |
Categories:
daughter, family, son, me, me,
My children are like the light of day,
They often ask me questions leaving me with nothing to say.
I watch them play with each other,
And think to myself, "I am a very lucky mother."
When they are fast asleep,
I often wonder what dreams they keep.
They have times when they fight,
And I assure them it will be alright.
They amaze me every time they speak,
It's hard for me to believe they are so unique.
They are my everything,
Without them my life would mean nothing.
I love them with all of my heart,
And pray that we shall never part.
by Charles Messina |
Categories:
children, love,
My children, oh...I love them so
So much...more than they might know
Know matter their twist or their turn
Turn the page...for they will learn
Learn my love, for they all have
Have held forever in my heart; treasured
Treasured forever, dearly...are all my children
49er Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
10.28.2020
by Mark Koplin |
Categories:
fate,
I want to be remembered
By the words that I write
I want my message to be heard
I pray someday that it might
I want my love to be felt
My heart to be told
These things are pondered
As my years grow old
I've never left my life to chance
Not under any circumstance
To run and hide will never be
I live my life for all to see
I love my children I love my wife
I'm proud to live this wonderful life
I'm against injustice I'm against all hate
"I am the master of my fate"
*Inspired by a line from William Ernest Henley*
"I am the master of my fate"
Famous poetic lines 2 Contest entry
by Jenny brewer |
Categories:
child, children, growing up, history,
I am all woman
But yet am strong
because I've had to be,
little did I know
that fate would deal me a blow
and leave me alone
to raise my family.
Don't be mistaken,
I welcomed my fate,
so that I could raise my family
with love and no hate.
My duties are now over,
I feel I did succeed,
I provided love and care
and all they would ever need.
My children, now young adults
are intelligent and polite,
as difficult as those years were,
I think I did it right!
by Robert Kinard |
Categories:
fun, humor, silly, tribute,
(As the World Turns)
It’s (Ryans Hope)
(The Doctors)
and staff at
(General Hospital).
With their
(Love of Life) and
(One Life to Live).
Will share their (Passions)
and show
(All My Children)
(The Brighter Day).
In their
(Search for Tomorrow),
at (The Edge of Night)
in (Dark Shadows).
(The Secret Storm)
hit (Sunset Beach)
(Port Charles)
(Texas)
With a (Loving) and
(Guiding Light),
(Santa Barbara)
shows (Bright Promise)
as (Another World) for
(The Bold and the Beautiful).
by Eve Roper |
Categories:
children,
Letter to My Children or to my Unborn
You shine in every way!
The future skies are the limit for you today.
Always extend your arms, quench your thirst.
Taste and pleasure life and its warm love also in the worst.
Venture to your dreams, as you will only learn
As you proudly take responsibilities concern.
Your eternal sunshine comes from within your soul.
Meaningful and wise memories you will make whole,
While they drape and cling tightly to your embrace.
We will always stand by you, whatever you decide to chase.
by Jim Pemberton |
Categories:
character, children, christian, community, dad, daughter, dedication, desire, devotion, emotions, faith, family, father, father daughter, feelings, forgiveness, friend, friendship, god, happiness, how i feel, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, jesus, life, love, marriage, memory, mom, my children, parents, religion, religious, sister, social, society, son, success, teen, today, together, trust, uplifting, urban, wife,
The Family That God Gave to Me
I think about the family,
that God gave to me...
And think about where
they'll spend eternity!
I think about the good times,
that we've had.
And the trials we've faced...
Both good and bad!
God helped us to overcome
adversity together!
And proved his faithfulness...
Today and forever!
He showed us the Godly path,
that we should follow...
And promised to be with us!
Today and tomorrow!
He's proven how
much he loves us!
And how much that he
cares for us!
Thank you my lord,
for all you do!
Where would we be?
If not for you?
You've proven yourself
over and over again!
Thank you so much,
for being our friend!
By Jim Pemberton
by Rev. Dr. Samuel Mack OMS DD |
Categories:
care, caregiving, community, confusion, courage, forgiveness, freedom, friend, friendship, fruit, giving, growing up, growth, happiness, happy, health, heart, heaven, home, how i feel, innocence, inspiration, inspirational, international, life, light, longing, love, my children, passion, peace, people, poems, poetry, poets, recovery from, relationship, religion, religious, self, spiritual, spoken word, strength, wisdom, words, writing,
"I Do Believe"
The purpose of LIFE is to {Living In Faith Ever}
to enrich God within us
to an optimum level
so that We as Humans
can be guided by God
to fuel out brothers and sisters
with the same driving force
to connect with the living God,
to His existence and
to See the Invisible,
Believe the Incredible, and
to Receive the Impossible
to our everlasting journey
to Heaven.
Rev. Samuel Mack
Copyright 2013
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by Christina Holmes |
Categories:
angel, baby, beautiful, beauty, birth, birthday, black african american, children, christian, daughter, dedication, faith, for her, hope, innocence, joy, little sister, love, miracle, mom, mother, mother daughter, my child, my children, poetry, religious, sweet,
Priceless pearl
my hidden diamond
love's sweet jewel
Heaven sent
Angelic countenance
Beauty so pure
Lovely daughter
your character delights
my devotion forever
Heartbeat on screen
My unbelief ceased
the moment
You
first squeezed my finger
by Daniel Turner |
Categories:
absence, appreciation, father son, pain, sad love,
On hands and knees brown leaves were brushed away
My fingers traced his name engraved in stone
The birds remind me how the years have flown
As tears of shame and guilt fell where he lay
My mind looked in my heart for words to say
"You are the wisest man I've ever known
Before your death our conflicts were atoned
But void inside my heart has not decayed
I taught my children values which we shared
And looked after my mother like you asked
The pain I caused you still makes me feel sad
I just want you to know that I still care
My love for you still lives though you have passed
If you can hear me now, I miss you dad."
an original poem by Daniel Turner
by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories:
celebration, family, for him, friendship, happiness, how i feel, husband, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, love, marriage, remember, romantic, together, truth,
He is my gentle seduction
that makes me lighter than air
he holds onto me firmly
so I won't up and disappear
Not that I don't love him
but in fact, I love him so dear
but remember, I told you,
he makes me lighter than air
He has to be my angel
God sent me, I, unaware
for years I stopped dreaming
I guess out of lonely fear
But today, I woke from dreaming,with him kissing my ear
how perfect our love is, in our older years
enjoying those simpler things like cooking
fishing or just holding the other near
He is my handsome husband
the father of my children, our truest bliss
soon the grandfather to the symbol
of all these growing in loving years
by Katherine Stella |
Categories:
adventure, dedication, devotion, education, faith, happiness, history, imagination, inspirational, life, love, passion, philosophy, places, thank you, uplifting, visionary
and
when the
day of the
pentecost has
fully come they the
apostles discples
were all with one accord in
one place to hear ingathering
of Peter's Sermon on how christian
pentecost marks beginning church of christ
Entry For Brian Strand's Pentecost Acts 2.1-4
Tribute To Christ Our Lord
{Amen}
by Elizabeth Jubenville |
Categories:
imagination, spoken word,
I wish to be magician
With magic wand and such
I would change some awful things
In one magic touch
I wish to be a baker
Bake some yummy bread
Feed people all around
Even those I’ve never met
I wish to be a soldier
To spread peace and fun
To fight with words of wisdom
Instead of a gun
I wish to be a teacher
Bring some hope and love
Tell the wise man story
About God above
While I’m a mother
I wish my children grow in peace
To learn, and play, and to be free
This is my biggest wish.
by Jay Loveless |
Categories:
childhood, children, dad, daughter, good night, i love you, my children,
Daddy, your bed time stories were the best.
The extra prescision you took while reading a book,
To overcome your struggles and ensure you pronounced each word correctly,
Were the most beautiful sounds.
The way you would sit and practice slowly,
Sometimes repeating words out loud or to yourself,
In efforts meant to bring our sleepy ears an image written down.
They were always the most beautiful words Daddy.
They were the best stories, that I lay in bed,
An adult now, and listen to my memories, where you retell them again.
You stuttered - it mattered not.
No other stories compare.
by Danielle Wise Baxter |
Categories:
husband,
You are the first thought
I have in the morning.
my beautiful morning dove.
The sunshine through my window
my one and only love
You remind me of the birds just within reach
even though I can not touch them
I know they are there for me
you are the father of my children
the man I respect and adore
The king to my palace
my always and forevermore
nothing else maters in this entire world
except that we grow old together
because you are the only man I love and adore
by Shanity Rain |
Categories:
art, career, change, future, humor, humorous, identity, image, international, me, mystery, poetess, rain, symbolism, words, writing,
So many amazing Artist ~
one would never complain
Just to be amongst all Soup
my name will never be plain
I love all indiscriminately
My friends you'll remain
Not to confuse or cause pain
for the reason lies not in Vain
From now on just call me
Shanity Rain ~
However my Children remind me , I'm Insane ~
' Shanity Rain my new Pen name '
by Marycile Beer |
Categories:
life, loss, love, father, care, care, father,
Dear God you gave to me
You gave to me a man honest and true
A man honest and true to father my children
To father my children to care for us too
To care for us too in all that we do
In all that we do he was there to see us through
He was there to see us through, until you called him home to you.
by Lycia Harding |
Categories:
blessing, creation, forgiveness, god,
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I made Earth and then let spill
miracles in every spot,
wanting you should want for naught
and when I'd brought light to fill
up the world, I worked until
in my image, you were wrought
Then, by cursed afterthought,
I bestowed you with free will
and with life and death to give,
let you choose how each would go
Now Your death and how you live
are but what your choices show
Still, my Children, I forgive
all because I love you so
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02/27/2017
by Lei Strauss |
Categories:
joy, mentor, my children, , sweet love,
A teacher’s life has never been easy.
8 hours a day is as cruel as an agony.
To teach is not just enough!
We touch hearts with sweet hands of huff.
Imparting the best lessons in life,
Try not to put them in the strife.
We always want the better for them.
Transform lives and make it a sharp hem.
Teaching is not just a profession.
It’s a soulful work of sweet love and devotion
Others may not see its worth.
But we make no worst on this earth.
I am proud to be a teacher!
An agent of change and a leader.
Joy and dedication are fiery alive.
Face challenges for the rest of our lives
by randy johnson |
Categories:
funny, husband, wife, wife, love,
(This is a fictional poem)
My wife is late again, what am I going to do?
If she's pregnant, this will make child number twenty-two.
I should've had a vasectomy or she should've had her tubes tied.
We couldn't stop making love no matter how hard we've tried.
I love my children and when they say they love me, it makes my heart melt.
But I can't keep going through this, does anybody know where I can buy my wife a
chastity belt?
by Sarah Sublett |
Categories:
daughter, family, love, mother, mothers day,
When I think of you, my Mother
One thing comes to mind:yellow
Goldenrods and sunshine
Peace and all that's mellow
Halos, rings and lemonade
And honeysuckle too
Bumblebees and stary nights
And all the good that may shine through
Dolls with long blond locks
Babies yellow bonnets
Bath time duckies, lollipops
And also summer sonnets
There's many colors love can be
Red or even blue
But a Mothers love is somewhat different
With a golden kind of hue
Some day I hope my children see
That I am yellow too
For more than anything I say
I hope to be like you
by sue stahl |
Categories:
absence,
As a mother with no other,
I stand alone but I am as soild as a stone.
With my children there is only love,
They were sent from above.
I thank God for them every day,
He is is always there to show me the way.
I wished so much their fathers were dads,
They just turned out to be cads.
If they only knew the love they gave away,
they might have stayed.
What they lost was my gain and there is no pain.
I have no regrets as I put her hair up with barretts.
I love them and they love me and that is the way it will always be.