by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
write,
Running out of ideas?
That is impossible if you have a:
friend
acquaintance
neighbor
co-worker
boss
president
king
queen
TV set
I-pad
I-phone
I-pod
kangaroo
chicken
donkey
toilet paper
monopoly
dictionary
thesaurus
computer
outside
inside
dog
cat
dresser
drum set
sibling
diary
father
mother
siblings
dragon
butterfly
unicorn
dawn
sky
stars
cosmos
moon
nemesis
goldfish
talent
team
plate
fork
spoon
blanket
bed
sun
moon
stars
spiders web
wasp
bathroom
kitchen
holiday
cousins
grandma
grandpa
car
truck
broom
dustpan
plane
bedroom
child
grand child
brain
imagination
love
life
ufo
or
space aliens
by Mark Koplin |
Categories:
prayer,
Riots and chaos chastised by our kin.
More sibling rivalry taken right on the chin.
We need to wake up and pull our heads from the ground.
The hatred of past is still all around.
Keep love in your heart and never lose faith.
Do your part in these times and never cause scathe.
Please forgive me my God and the part that I’ve played.
Please cast down your light and help to persuade.
We all have thrown stones in our self-righteous ways.
I now see the light and the error of my ways.
From this day forward I will no longer disrespect.
We are all created equal in every aspect.
by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories:
heaven, humanity, love,
Oh, divine compassion,
You, sibling of love
Helper of kindness
Companion of Goodness
Rescuer of the needy,
I salute you.
-
You are the one who:
The hungry feeds
The homeless shelters
The sick nurses
The lonely befriends, and
The bereaved consoles
For that
Before you, I humbly kneel,
Imploring you to make our hearts
Your earthly domain
And
To transform us into
Charitable giants
For
Our brothers’ sake!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 May 2021
by Lexy Goodluck |
Categories:
emotions, family, love,
If I love you,
then you are apart of my family.
If I care for you and think of you daily,
you are apart of my life.
It doesn't matter if you are a friend,
a boyfriend,
a coworker
if I love you then you are my family.
I will never understand the need to distinguish between the two.
Yes, love comes in many forms.
Sibling love.
Parental love.
Love of a friend.
Love of a soul mate.
But truly, love is love.
If I love you then there's not a line that divides my love of my family and my love of anyone else.
I will never understand the need to distinguish between the two.
*Not my best work, but I needed to get this out before I exploded.*
by Kaotik Kandee |
Categories:
abuse, age, anger, brother, bullying, emo, family, gender, stress,
don't let me see you on my street
or creepin through my window
I immensely want your head hanging
on my living room wall
I plan to hunt you down very soon
So don't go making my chase easy
I wish you were not a sibling of mine
I wish you weren't in my mind
But your spying and childish games
are grounds for me to go insane
You must learn the hard way
I really wish you would escape.
by Renee Kelly |
Categories:
life, people,
There once was a sister most prosaic
Who's love for her kin was most archaic
She turned a blind eye
To horrible lie after lie
And ignored her sibling's mind of mosaic
by Dillon Bray |
Categories:
analogy,
Purple sky why do I love you?
Why does the morning lush dew go away too soon
To the yellow light of day?
Why is the cool whisper at times so hard to hear?
Purple sky why do I have to wait so long to see your pink sibling sky?
Why does she shy away from the darkness of the night;
that gives way to your face?
Why can't you see your sisters rays?
Purple sky why do come from darkness;
with such beauty?
Why does the world seem to wake to your face?
Why does your sister's pink smile seem to let the world rest?
Purple sky why do you have my eyes?
by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories:
appreciation, love, poverty, sister, thanks, tribute, youth,
Dear sister...You, Charles, and Mom: all three,
a part of my life forever; I love
you all! But this sonnet is writ for thee
(and for thee only): for you are, above
all, my sibling Achates—bosom friend
in my life and help in my poverty
and suffering. You are my childhood's Godsend.
I know not the veiled reasons or the why
of my hard, joyless life; but, that nevermore
could I remain your role model, the one
you copied and looked up to like before,
because mental illness left me undone.
So, because of your steadfast love for me,
heaven's a place—I know—reserved for thee.
by Cona Adams |
Categories:
brother, family, fun, humor,
You are our parents' only son,
three sisters grew
and gave you guff;
you stood alone on constant guard,
in teasing vein and comic mien.
I am the sibling next in line—
the cagey one—
a boomerang who fed it back,
if you began to clown around
and play the fool.
We are astute and wiser still
than number three;
her stiff chagrin,
her will to win,
enhanced your fun.
But sometimes love allays the fume,
as baby four
supplied the balm,
restored accord,
inside our home.
by Paul Beadnall |
Categories:
caregiving, daughter, happiness,
Surreal,natural feeling of unblemishment
ecstatic maybe one concept of description.
My daughter, only sibling,grandson compensating
previous miscarrage,grandaughter soon to prevail.
Love instantly flowing,from a scan photograph
fullfilment being the operative word.
A prewaming welcome to the world,an unborn grandaughter.
Paul Beadnall for:
Sponsor Constance La France ` A Rambling Poet ~
Contest Name A Short Poem, Please
by Catherine Labeau |
Categories:
boyfriend, brother, confusion, dream, humorous, voice,
my heart my breath of dreams
a drool from the corner of of my lips
I wake on an empty bed
to discover my worth to feed the furs around me
a cat purring on my chest not looking for a rump
early morning and the small dog under blankets
I am the reborn virgin to be discovered and convoked
to share nothing.
the love long past I am glad you are gone brother
as they thought we were sibling.
by Keith Logan |
Categories:
sister,
Sisters (Cassandra and Jane)
Cassandra and her Jenny
could not dwell long apart,
they shared the same bedchamber
and beating of one heart.
When parted they wrote letters
where sibling love would shine.
In every sentence written,
sweet laughter flowed like wine.
Cassandra's love for Jenny
was in the end employed,
for fondness of her sister
those letters were destroyed.
No picking over missives
the author left behind.
No setting on that pathway
to search into her mind.
Cassandra loved her Jenny,
loved her true and long,
continued still to love her
when life itself was gone.
by Malcolm Dyer |
Categories:
family, life, mother, peace, wife, abuse,
The abuse in this day
has gone to far
a war is fought in every other home
from sibling rivalry to spousal abuse
to mend these ties
it seems there's no use
the only thing left to do
is stand up for ourselves
and stop the battles
for patience is not a virtue
when it leads you to being black and blue
we should take the fight to the streets
and chant a chant to be repeat
we should love ourselves enough
not to be in the rough
we should turn the other cheek
and leave the home far at least a week
for need a new philosophy
when in danger we should flee
love should never be an excuse
to stand for abuse
by Epi C. A Phoenix Writer |
Categories:
analogy, beautiful, character, depression, feelings, i love you, miss you,
A piece of Silver found,
Polished to display it's brilliance,
Helped lift others too,
But looked away from in favor of Gold.
Becoming dull in the face of stagnation,
Even with a flare of a dazzling spectacle,
Still Second to Aurum.
For Argentum is rarely admired,
Seen only when appropriate.
Much like the third,
Like it's lost sibling, Bronze.
by Constance La France |
Categories:
family,
No two sisters were born more separate,
I inherited traits of my father;
she was the wild fighting spirit of mom.
Fashion taste and even the food we ate,
and we were different from each brother;
each one.
But, when mom passed we became united,
we helped each other- each daughter and son;
to have a great funeral for mother.
And for us sweet sibling love ignited,
and won !
__________________________
November 4, 2020
Poetry/Curtal Sonnet/Family Love
Copyright Protected, ID 11-1300-214-04
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Standard Contest, The Speaker
sponsor, Sara Kendrick, Judged 11/21/20
First Place
by Patricia Sawyer |
Categories:
brother, family, life, love, sister
I have four brothers.
I have three sisters.
I share with them love.
It's not always easy to love.
Especially those "mean" brothers.
or those "Hootie~snooty" sisters
Those beautiful, caring sisters.
Those wonderfully funny brothers.
Each one easy to love.
Brothers, sisters, a family, filled with love.
by Mandie Kohlenberg |
Categories:
boyfriend, for her, for him, girlfriend, heart, joy, love,
The word “love” can be meant in so many ways
It can be said at any minute of any day
It can be meant towards a material thing
Like the gift of a necklace or a ring
It can be meant of how one feels towards another
Such as a mother, father, sibling, child, or lover
But as I sit here and think of you
I think the word “love” cannot express my feelings so true
I say it to you so many times
I write it down in so many poetic rhymes
But my feelings surpass any word I can say to you
They cannot even be expressed with anything I do
So please know when the words “I love you” come to you from me
It is meant so much deeper than those simple words seem to mean
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, nostalgia, sad, timelonely,
A Lonely Tear has no place to go
Must it hide in the Depths of Your Soul
Will it Ever Drip into the Memory of Life
For a Sibling, Mom, Dad, Husband, or Wife
A Lonely Tear in an empty sea of Sorrow
Living on the wreath of it’s long forgotten Laurel
Love now rules the world, a Lonely Tear just a Memory
Living in the uncoloured hue of ebonies’ Misery
YOUR Liege, with LOVE; ALWAYS and FOREVER…HG (Harry)
To Be Continued
by Nothando Ngoman |
Categories:
baby, beauty, birth, child, children,
You are my sun
My little rainbow
Those little cheeks
Those little hands
You hold my heart
I hold yours
In my hands in delight
You are my sun
A brightened day
By your incomplete smile
It means the day
The light of day
You are my sun
My day in colours
I care for you
Not only by heart
I wish to feed you
Give you baths
Hold your hand to school.
You are my sun
Not only today
When you're old and scary
I'll be your light
I'll be the land you step on.
The soil the sand.
I love you.
To my little unborn sibling
by Peter Calvanese Jr. |
Categories:
death
He just laid there, ignoring us all
Hibernating like a “lost Boy”
Colorless, like the breath that used to be
He looks like no one I’ve seen
Eyes on him, judging, mocking, loving
Mine were in disbelief, cold, numb
I quit on the greatest show of all
Pup tents in my heart
Not for me, so my sibling wasn’t alone
Tear ducts, barren and dry
I love her, I loved him
We’re products of my father’s demise
Glanced over at the human shell
Realizing my father left two days ago
His soul gone to who knows
I was looking at my reflection
by Ilene Bauer |
Categories:
death, family,
My father's older brother
Passed away at 95.
That's 40 more years than
His younger sibling was alive.
My father never lived to meet
His grandkids or to know
The joy that such relationships
Allow to bloom and grow.
My uncle, though, had much more time
To travel, live and learn
But sadly, from his children
He got nothing in return.
Estranged from both (not by his choice)
He, like my father, missed
Connecting with the family
From which he was dismissed.
Yet Uncle Aaron had the love
Of others; I am one
Who'll mourn his death much more
Than both his daughter and his son.
by Madeleine Loggia |
Categories:
image, lost love, relationship, sad, surreal, truth,
We're a kind of broken that can't be fixed
It's a puzzle with pieces that just don't fit
I thought the fire would burn forever
But I've got no more gasoline to put on it
You told me once
That we would know
When we reached the end of the line
It's when the fight is gone and the house has lost
We've become the family you can't pick
The friend that is just like a sibling
We found our way here together
I just never thought it would stick
I'm a couples photographer
Always snapping away from me
We've got a picture album you and me
It's shows a type of together where we can't be seen
by CayCay Jennings |
Categories:
anxiety, brother, conflict, culture, emotions, endurance, love,
For My Billy-Bro, Who Endured a Difficult Journey
For decades he lived on the street
with no bed or food in cold and heat.
My bro was the first break in my heart.
He went thru all bi-polar can impart.
I prayed God would unite us one day.
In time, ill-health and age made way
for a united residing under my roof.
For three years we lived sibling truth.
God answered my prayer complete;
in sight, then hugs ... sweet was the greet!
by Jack Ellison |
Categories:
family,
To measure how much love one sibling has for another
If one threatens to jump off a bridge, the other runs to tell mother
That pretty well sums it up
Specially if it involves a nudge
Some families are just a wee bit different from others
by Louise Nelson |
Categories:
family, inspirational, love, love,
you can pick your friends but not your family
that sentiment is most true
but when it really comes down to it
family will always come through
be it a younger sister or an older brother
no matter the dynamics you still love one another
sibling rivalry and personality competition
wanting our share of mom and dad's attention
you might not like them, but you love them
and will always have each others back
as blood will always be thicker than water
you'll fight as one in times of attack
family, the deepest roots and extended branches
of the oldest tree
all for one and one for all
the ways it's suppose to be