Submit Your Poems
Get Your Premium Membership


Tanka Mother Poems | Tanka Poems About Mother

These Tanka Mother poems are examples of Tanka poems about Mother. These are the best examples of Tanka Mother poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

If you don't find the poem you want here, try our incredible, super duper, all-knowing, advanced poem search engine.

Details | Tanka | |

lamenting mother

 
~~ I wept and I weep. All my tears cried since that day, could fill the oceans. I counted each gasping breath; the end came with dawn's bird song. __________________________ February 8, 2015 Tanka For the contest, Tanka Tears, sponsor Rick Parise Honorable Mention


Details | Tanka | |

1935 MOTHER

1935 MOTHER

i’m remembering 
how she smiled and did without
her good night stories
how she sent my ship of dreams
sailing puff skies      clear waters

and remembering
that loving smile each morning
her outright courage
courage in face of despair
making do      the making do

we never wanted
hard times never spoken of
but her worry shown
i was such a happy kid
after all these years      thanks mom



 


Details | Tanka | |

Sweet Raspberry Kisses


Baby, when you’re grown
cradling your own darling babe.
Remember your days
of sweet raspberry kisses,
rhymes and twinkling lullabies.

I will remember
the sweet sound of your babble
through bubbling laughter, 
your pudgy, little fingers  
and wide-eyed wonder, always.


for Andrea Dietrich's SWEET or SALTY? Contest,
10/17/13



Details | Tanka | |

Hearing that heartbeat

Hearing that heartbeat 
Felt shivers from tip to toe
Each kick so welcome
Weaving dreams for my unborn
A mother making process


Details | Tanka | |

Antiques

she used to have skills at a telephone switchboard today she is scared of cell phones and computers my mom is one sweet antique writing poems by hand and reading hard cover books I know little of the functions of a smart phone I’m becoming my mother


Details | Tanka | |

Task at hand

___________________________________________________________________



As I stand in my kitchen, my hands shape the dough intent on making a pie.... “Who’s hands are those?” I wonder… I see mother’s signature
____________________________________ For Brian Strand's Contest "Five Lines Down"


Details | Tanka | |

No turning back

A Mothers Meditation

I taught her better.
I didn’t want this for her
She’s followed my tracks
Look at her, life is ruined
She knows not what she’s done


	The Daughters Disposition

	Wow, what did I do?
	I can’t bear the pain she flaunts
	Her disappointment…
	Stings… like a swift kick inside
	What on earth was I thinking?


A Teen Dad’s Train of Thought

Did I? I didn’t!
It wouldn’t have felt as good…
She took the pill right?
What if, she was with other guys?
What do I tell my parents?

"Studies and surveys of young teen males show they are worried the pleasure 
experienced during intercourse will diminish with the use of a condom."
Source: http://www.pregnantteenhelp.org/statistics/teen-condom-use-statistics/

©
All rights reserved
Contest: Mom, I’M PREGNANT!
05/19/2011


Details | Tanka | |

a time to reflect

one hour alone motionless in bath water... mirrored on water is the sun of a childhood reflected in ripples of time I see my father a chain saw, a pile of wood mother is sewing patches on the family jeans.... swirling quickly, down the drain ~
_________________ Carrie Richards (spiritual) ________________________________________


Details | Tanka | |

mourning exposed

mourning pain exposed a weight of melancholy ushered by flowers pink hyacinth's fragrant buds blossoms of memories flood
Written: February 12, 2015 For Andrea


Details | Tanka | |

Mother's Love Is Great



~Mother's Love Is Great~ (Tanka-Double) Mother's love is great Mother's job never complete Her love is so sweet Mothers for their children pray Do all everyday Mothers for us care All for us they would just dare Their loads so great For their children much they bear They love us so much. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2015 February.08.2015


Details | Tanka | |

Roses Without Thorns

Roses without thorns are like cherries without pits. Child without mother. There is no way possible. One must come with the other.


Details | Tanka | |

The apple doesn't fall far

Loving my mother,
       The roots to my tree she stays,
                                Exalting her charm,  
                                  Embracing her every word
                                       Fearing to become her too


Details | Tanka | |

arthritis

     arthritis
relentlessly marking 
     time
my mother taught me
to keep my hands busy


Details | Tanka | |

on a beach

    the in/out of waves

on stony beach in sussex

   and seagulls crying ;

as a child does for the breast

 of mother, towelling dry


Details | Tanka | |

Mom And Dad

  ________________________

Happy Birthday to me
I'll make a great memory
make Mom and Dad proud
with a bright flash they will see
just how much they mean to me.....

  ________________________


A Linda-Marie Contest
Poet ~  ^Rick Parise




Details | Tanka | |

Pink Joy

_______________________

The pain preceding
a simple joy receiving 
my little pink love,
you arrived in a downpour
of glorious emotion..........

_______________________

Contest ~ "Pink Joy"


Details | Tanka | |

A Mothers Ears

A Mothers Ears

                                               my baby's movements
                                           time for his presence in life
                                                  I hear his pain cry 
                                        playground laughter recognized
                                     my heart and sense know he's mine

                                                 mother’s gift to hear
                                            what her children are up to
                                                  even when they're 
                                              being quiet in their room
                                              mischievously in fun play

5/3/2015


Details | Tanka | |

REMEMBERING THEM IS DEEP SORROW

Remembering them   
is deep sorrow piercing the  
inconsolable 
heart that must weep to release 
what the flesh can't overcome. 


Details | Tanka | |

moorings

....................................................................................................................................


a skinned or bruised knee,
battered pride, when ball games lose…
bandages to soothe…

mother’s bag, filled to the brim
were words of understanding

~

way around the bend
fast curve balls came unending…

a soft place to land
a gentle hand for mending…

my bag of tricks holds ….loving


.......................................................................................................................................
Inspired by Linda Marie's contest "Bag of Tricks"
By Carrie Richards


Details | Tanka | |

Saying Goodbye

She rests now in peace in a satin-lined casket Calm as frozen stream O death, where's thy victory? My Mother's now in God's care!
I dedicate this to my Mom who passed away last Wednesday, 2/4/2015)
Tanka Tears contest by Rick Parise


Details | Tanka | |

Mother moon

I see her in the sky
At the zenith in the black space
guiding us to our path 
While she stayes stuck 
unsure of her own


Details | Tanka | |

Mommy Mommyyyyyy

"Yes dear mommy sees.  
Smile my angel. For Daddy!  
"Peek Boo," We love you! 
Mommy hopes you remember, 
someday when you have your child." 

                ****
Contest:  Baby Babbles
Sponsor: Linda-Marie Sweetheart of PS 
Submitted by: Judy Konos


Details | Tanka | |

lullaby - tanka

crystal bells tinkling
- waterfalls of silver sounds -
angels painting stars
eyes shutting in loving smiles
innocence falling asleep...


Details | Tanka | |

Absenteeism

We agreed on this
I stamp on your toe, slyly
You cannot feel it
Eyes on what you want the most
This is why you kept me home.


Details | Tanka | |

LONG LIVE THE QUEEN

Queen Elizabeth Proclaimed queen throughout her realms Queen at Twenty five Firm, never showing frailty Loving mother, grandmother
6/5/2015 Contest Name: LONG LIVE THE QUEEN Sponsor: Judy Konos


Details | Tanka | |

April and Mother Earth


April is thirty

and fierce as Niagara 

she wets our pallet 

for spring fling with nature

she shows us, we are one.

*


(Written for Andrea Dietrich Tanka poem contest, April 16th deadline)


Details | Tanka | |

MOTHER EARTH

mother earth is sad - 
the world she tends to is not 
well and although she 
tries to show what will happen
too many refuse to see


Details | Tanka | |

Letting go

Grimacing faces
With teary-eyed composure
Look out together
At their capped and gowned daughter,
Happy, yet sad, both know why.


Details | Tanka | |

The Sweet Return

Children once played here.
Screaming laughter in the yard.
When will they come back?
A mother can only yearn.
For the day of sweet return.


Details | Tanka | |

Blessed Mother And The Lamb Of God

Mother of our Lord 
in your womb the Lamb of God
pain and suffering 
He knew He had to endure  
our redemption through His death

© By: Eve Roper 5/1/2015