Father Poems | Examples of Father Poetry

My son, When the ancestors lit the candle of your destiny, We sang for you in the wind, We carved your name into the stars And called you Moses for your people. But you— You danced in marble halls built on bones, You became fluent in the language of betrayal. They did not give you power— They gave you a costume, A borrowed mask with...

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Once more I want to thank you Father For everything you did for me Through all the years You gave me the gift of life After you had created Me in you image You had given me Grey hair and brown eyes You tell me that I am Beautiful you in your eyes Father I don't agree with you At all Father you are untitled to your opinion I...

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They say my dad’s humor is dry, but after some pints by and by, he gets lubricated and jokes unabated says things make you wish you could die!...

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They filed his blood beneath a numbered case— the marrow went to war without a call. The VA counted cells, not what took place in basements where his stare could split the wall. The cancer knew his secrets—mutiny against Guam’s humid silence, its red debt claimed as the twenty-one guns thoomed in key. We stood. We nodded. No one cried. Not yet. There’s...

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Sitting by the window and reflecting, on one bitter cold day, The sky cloudy, the weather report predicted snow, The temperature outside 10 degrees, a little low, 33 years ago, it was a sad, life changing day that May. My dad is all I could think of, he consumed my thoughts, The Specialist Oncologist had given us the tragic...

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Living in an open book, I am everywhere I look, I thought I took a wrong turn, Feeling the fire burn, I yearn for peace. Releasing my hold, Dropping the load, Eroding into the landscape, There's no need to escape, The lesson is taking shape, I am the paper, The vapor in the air, I...

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His days he spent pleasantly as befit his soft upbringing running the family business counting the money pouring in leaving the real work to his brother ...

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I think the hardest things Are about letting him hurt When I know the suffering is real. Letting him choose to do what he can And can't And knowing I can't help.. I can't ask for more of him Because there's nothing left And he needs encouraging Especially when I'm worried it's not enough. It's impossible to balance wants and needs When I...

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It was a summer of living next to my father. He turned every ordinary day into pure laughter with his Italian antics and beautiful smile. When it came to gardening he had the magic touch. He would plant morning glories and each morning he would water them with caring hands. I would get up early...

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They say it’ll pass it’ll get better the longer it lasts They say what’s done is done but i don’t feel like i’ve won You took my heart tore it, broke it, till it fell apart Now you play the victim the hole you created, i sit in I don’t want to become the monster i’ve come from Obsessed with yourself, with...

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I feel life breaking a glass, any glass Or screaming at anyone with or without cause For now, my breath and tears find no rest, Seething on a bomb of fury, time claims a place For rage piercing through my gut too deep... I never knew he has gone beyond the stars My soul hemorrhaged, my innocence vandalized-- Please tell me this...

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Farewell! Farewell! It’s time for my closing verse. How long the years that bless and unkindly curse, till in a black wagon our sorry ars-e draggin’ we get to flat ride in a hearse Goodbye! Goodbye! Father, we buried you today in a wicker casket wherein bones of Mother lay. Laid to...

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Zero. I imagine you watched, With awe and wonder At the image on the screen, My movements In black and white, As the sonographer moved the wand, Up and down The belly of my mother, Showing you Mystery and excitement, The next chapter Of your lives. One. You gave me ice cream When you Definitely Were Not Supposed To, And I think a bond formed. Mischief by mouthfuls, We were already unstoppable. Two, Three, Four. Toddler...

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Boots, Love, and Alien Diplomacy My love is five five, a sturdy delight, With eyes like warm coffee just kissed by the night. His hair oh, it's brown, but wait, there's a glint, Silver like stardust, a celestial hint. A soldier, he stands with a mission in mind, So set in his ways, he's a rare, stubborn kind. His socks hide a...

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Shagged in the back of a shotgun shack at night by moonlight peeping past curtains of burlap sack such a sore sight surrounded by fields of green willing as she'd been tho' torn she surely wasn't about to be seen with a child out of wedlock born so with a bun in the oven she had her Dad invite he who did the dirty deed and plant...

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