'My' biggest mistake was being born a girl
I was never going to meet your expectations for you wanted a
Son and you got me ...mum said to you ‘I was the next best thing’
That’s maybe why you treated me and my sister
Anne so differently - she was like a princess
Kept by you and mum, never having to work
Even now she treats me like a second class citizen BUT
Now you are no longer here I am finally free from the past
There are no words to express my
Heartfelt sorrow at the way you treated me
All I wanted was to be loved by you but
That love was never ever there for me
You never acknowledged anything I achieved
Or the fact I gave you your only grandchild
Unwanted unloved that’s how I was made to feel by you
Looking back over my life has been difficult
Only recently I discovered the full extent of the
Variance between the way you treated us both during your lifetime
Except one thing you could never take away from me was my
Determination to stand on my own two feet and be my own person
Maybe life could have been different if you’d got the son you wanted BUT
Everything I have I worked for and I am proud of who I am
My Biggest Mistake Contest sponsored by Laura Loo
This is probably the most personal poem I have ever written but it has been so cathartic to finally put this down on paper and put my ghost to bed. Maybe in time I will finally grieve for my father, but I have been told by Hospice that this could take many years.
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016
F orgive my sins for I KNOW I'm not perfect.
A s I come to you, I'm asking for assistance.
T ime has almost walked away from me.
H ave Mercy on me Dear Lord.
E verytime I try to do right; I end up doing wrong.
R elease the negativity from my Heart.
I want to thank you for making a way out of no way.
H elp as I'm on my journey witnessing.
A lways been there for me Lord.
V accinate my soul with your everlasting love.
E xtend to me; Wisdom, Knowledge, and Understanding.
S hield me from all evil throughout my day.
I need you right now Lord.
N o one but you knows what I'm going through.
N o one but you knows my heart Dear Lord.
E very eye that's reading this, "Lead and guide them."
D on't LET THEM GO ASTRAY.
Copyright © Pace INK-U-SCRIPT | Year Posted 2012
L-iving in a world of vast
souls formed from
another voided world,
E-ntering thru portals
from their world to earth.
O-ozing spetacular smell
and wail when the chips
N-urtured from cradle to
entity with a new world
O-rganizes oneself for the
task ahead,passing thru
hurdles of life unabased
R-eaps the fruit of labor
with joy or heavy heart.
A-ge sets in,mission
accomplished or not will
dawn on the entity.
I-n retrospect,he thinks
about his childhood and
how life was to him.
L-iving in confidence or
shame,he bows his head
in victory or defeat.
O-nly the taste of time
will tell the durability of
V-oid of preference the
aim result bears the
foundation for his lineage.
E-njoyment or lack lies
with the works of the
man,for there is no food
for the slothful.
Y-oung ones,a stitch in
time saves nine,make
haste while the sun
O-iling your lamb always
like the ten virgins is the
key to success.
U-rging you to shun peer
pressure and focus on
the course marked out
for you by fate,so a
fulfilled life you shall live.
An acrostic for you
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
Jesus wants us to come with a willing heart
Everyone has free will
Saves all who believe in him and confess in his name
Unto him freely come all to him freely give he will
Save with his love, mercy,hope,and grace
Copyright © Patricia Bernard | Year Posted 2014
Our Background Heroes
F – Forever in the background
A – As our mothers play the leading role; we are
T – Thoughtless at times to grasp your WORTH
H – Hence this token of our love
E – Even though it might seem minute, it comes from the heart -
R – Remember you mean the world to us!!
HAPPY FATHER’S DAY
*This poem was written for the Men's Fellowship of our church for
Sunday, 15 June 2014*
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2014
Pillar of the home, backbone and strength
Astride, sitting on mama's needs
Providing, caring for the kids
Always working, caring less for rest.
Copyright © Alozor Michael Ikechukwu | Year Posted 2013
L Long ago travelled Kings
O Opened their minds to prophecies
V Visiting from afar they brought gifts of Gold, Fracincense and Myrrh
E Eastern Star guiding them lighting the way
C Company of Heavenly Host
A Allelujah! Angels appeared to Shepherds, telling Savior born
M Manger for bed wrapped in cloths in Town of David
E Evangelically proclaimed Christ the Lord
D December 25th designated day
O On which we recollect
W Why/way Christ entered our world
N Nativity only part of His story
A A new testament
T Tells of new covenant between God and His people
C Christ's coming to Earth
H Hailed as new born King, Holy
R Risen Lord, righteous redeemer,
I Intercedes for us as
S Spiritual Saviour to save sinners souls
T Time for Truth, Trust, Trinity
M Man's belief in God of Love,
A As Father Son and Holy Spirit
S Shall be saved
Copyright © Anna-Marie Docherty | Year Posted 2009
H-e left this world as he entered - helpless -
O-n the edge of darkness gasping for air
W-hile I soundly slept unmolested in my bed
G-ot the call in the dark dead of night
R-easoning to myself it was a relief,
E-xcept reason rules the head - not the heart
A-nd I was sorrowed he had passed,
T-hat in his final moments he was alone
T-his song of praise, this burial hymn,
H-eralds the end of decrepitude and pain -
O-ctober came and went, and you were gone
U-nder a grey and misty ambient sky
A-nd so you have earned your peaceful rest
R-eunited with Jackie - your one true love,
T-o sleep in the hope of the resurrection
Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2015
Copyright © Kirstie Fontes | Year Posted 2007
Longer than twenty years it took me
Of steadfast faithful simplicity
Voicing reassurance, for her to truly get that I’m not you
Explains just how much you put her through.
Mister important ladies man, so dashing
Everyone else takes a back seat; hearts are for smashing
Another looker, another erection, another member of the ex-wife collection
Narcissism is a shameful condition, but you have zero
Shame, else you’d loathe yourself as I do, mister hero.
Love means loyalty, putting your loved ones first
Owning your impact, not rationalizing your thirsts
Your choices all--good, bad, and worst
And keeping your damned pants on when your
Lady is not around for you to ignore
Too late now, for the sake of your daughter’s heart
You’ll never fix it, but that’s no longer your part.
For Contest: Loyalty
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Copyright © Tom Quigley | Year Posted 2016
Were going to the Florida Keys! Were going to Florida Keys!
As I mentioned we were on our way to the Florida Keys...
it was my mother, father, my sisters and me the brother of the family,
driving down the road for what seemed to be an eternity,
we always stopped at different places between the two this time especially,
the reason being, the mother of the family is now to be excepting.
So she's extra hungry! Eating for two and craving the craziest of foods,
she pretty much had the whole East coast to choose.
My dad driving, my sister Debby and I going back and forth,
if were not for the sake of that game boy!
Now we have reach our destination,
were on Cudjoe Key! It is about 80 degree
and first I run straight to the edge of the of peer, were it looks
out and over the clearest water anywhere near Dela-Where?
The peer looks out and over the Gulf Of Mexico just amazed, excited
and anticipating exactly what ever it is that they have plained to do next,
The next day we were out to sea, all on board the The HammerHead outboard!
My Pop-pop being just as excited as me, to show us all the secret fishing spots!
my dad and I at the captains orders.
With fishing lines casted in crept the board-em,
then the noise of the reel on the pole humming the tune of something, finally something!
as my pop-pop flung back on the pole "hooking" the fish, he calls for me to take control
reeling and getting tired quick, we all soon realized it wasn't just a fish for us to consume
it was actually a Hammer Head shark!
it wasn't any bigger then about 3 foot long it was still very strong, and still as dangerous
as it looked,
Not second guessing the situation, the adults took control with all their
experience cutting the fishing line, but not before we got to take a good
long look and a couple pictures of this...
this shark the particular one that my pop-pop named his boat after,
now with a story to last a lifetime and a few kodak memory's of this specific time
only to hope as I'm watching the sun set that me and my family will soon have a story
just like this one to rewind.
Robert c Bessel jr.
Copyright © Robert Bessel | Year Posted 2014
Earths people, it is time to wake up, the ‘Prince’ is alive!
Ascension available, access through your heart
Seek and you shall find!
Time is short, personally unite, connect as one
Rise to the occasion, celebrate the gift of life, bond, with ‘our lord Jesus’ and ‘our Universal Father in heaven, building a bridge, experiencing kinship, between human and spirit
***Happy Easter Everyone***
Copyright © Amy Rose | Year Posted 2013
Nervously waiting for just one word, but,
emotionless, you lay malignantly plagued,
vegetating, gradually to your fate with the
end in sight, what now of stubborn bitterness,
regretful in no opportunity to say goodbye.
Anger, impatience and rage - constant feelings,
lacking love with no loyalty to responsibility, instead
walking away, from those who needed protecting.
antagonistic hoodlum lifestyle brought you little joy
yielding bad feelings, only led to your downfall
sadistically, consistently harbouring desires to die.
Struggling to find sentimental memories to reminisce.
occasionally though father, you did offer wise advice,
making sure your son did not follow in your footsteps.
expressing emotions was a rarity, but I still remember
the day you felt proud of your son's achievements.
I guess the trials of life were too much for you to take,
maybe you are happy now, in your resting place.
even though we did not get a chance to say goodbye
sometimes I remember, always with a smile, never bitter.
Never got a chance to say goodbye
Always angry and absent
Sometimes around to offer advice and be a dad!
15 February 2016
Never, always, sometimes contest by John Lawless
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016
An Ideal Father
Dr. James E. Martin
Faithful to lead as God directs,
Fearful if failure God detects.
Alert to danger along the way,
Attentive to rightly God’s will obey.
Tearful if children go astray,
Thankful if in god’s way they stay.
Heartily encouraging through every trial,
Helpfully teaching all the while.
Eager in his duties to advance,
Engaged in righteous, faithful stance.
Reaching out to those in need,
Rightly dispensing God’s life-giving seed.
Copyright © DrJim Martin | Year Posted 2014
H ow can it be Lord that I yet linger here
A nd may have the chance to see another year?
P ray why am I left alone and still standing?
P ray why is Your will so dour and demanding?
Y esterday I was young; today I am old
N ow a sheep has strayed far away from the fold
E mptied of love, ensnared by the Devil
W asting time while his demons romp and revel...
Y es Lord? I hear Your kind, patient voice
E ach day I'll give thanks, it is simply a choice
A nd climb that steep path You’ve cleared just for me
R ejoicing that I’m where I was destined to be...
*Inspired by my late father. After my grandmother’s funeral, we were having a discussion about life in general. All of us were questioning why this and why that, woe is me, etc. My pop sat and listened in silence. Someone finally asked him what HIS thoughts were. All he said was “Well, I just try to stay thankful”...End of discussion
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2016
Once God was in crafting mood,
He had to gift something precious to the world.
And the Imagination Bee had gone far to play.
The God was blank.
So he took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need.
Then the God combined these qualities.
And there was nothing more to add.
He looked at it,
And knew His masterpiece was complete.
He called it ... Dad,
And sent it on Earth.
Copyright © Panchatapa Chatterjee | Year Posted 2014
Can there be more solid man
On the couch he’s planted here
Under blankets and old books
Calling orders for more beer
Has he grown a set of roots
Planting him eternally
Or is it possible
That he ‘s related to a tree?
As I glance at him again
Taking drinks and giving smiles
Oh, I’d rather have him home--
TV’s cheaper than gas miles
Copyright © Victoria Anderson-Throop | Year Posted 2013
From father to father, here's some friendly advice
Offer love and support, be wise and concise
Responses are remembered and magnified in young eyes
Think before you speak is most highly advised
Yesterday is gone, and be willing to compromise
by Daniel Turner
Copyright © Daniel Turner | Year Posted 2016
Justice his goal, his words polite
Eager to help friends with their plight
Relies on small things for delight
Expressive in what he does write
Mighty in love, peaceful and quite
Yields to actions that are forthright
Copyright © Brent Cloyd | Year Posted 2014
They both dreaded that day,
Explain to their only child about the
Birds and the bees
In stepped mom with the flowers
Ready to explain all about pollen and fertilization
Dad looked bewildered, rubbing the side of his head
Stating, “Did I forget your birthday”? While eyeing the flowers
Anxiously he said,
"No! Don’t tell me your are pregnant again, I
Doubt I can go
Through this again,"
Having to sit there and
Entertain herself the daughter decided to ease their pain…
Both looked traumatized when she
Eventually said, “I know all about being in love, all about sex, it’s part of our curriculum
Even the difference in male and female anatomy gets explained”
So mom if you are pregnant, I can tell the baby all about the birds and the bees one day!!"
Contest: The Birds and the Bees
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just an elegant eggnog taster
Jumping Jupiter, a jubilant sundae lover, and just a jewel!
Comments: During my twenty plus years of military service I was always called
Spence, J. That's just the way the government does business. This acrostic is
about Spence, J. It's crafted on a combination of alliteration, assonance and
consonance sounding words. Eggnog at Christmas is my favorite. Having a
Sunday afternoon sundae at the ice cream parlor is oh so tasty. Wow! I just love
it!!! Anyway, here are some comments on writing an acrostic. The basic acrostic
poem is formed by writing a word vertically down the page, which may also be
the topic of the poem. It’s recommended to use one letter per line, and the
beginning letters should be all capital ones. Each line of the poem should begin
with the letter on that line and the line should pertain to the word or title being
used. Some may recommend using one word or a phrase which does not have
to rhyme; however, one may move beyond the basic acrostic form and use a
complete thought with a rhyming sequence. It’s also recommended to use
adjectives and phrases that describe the word or subject of the acrostic. Finally,
one may take the quantum leap and write a double acrostic where the first and
last letters of each line are the same.
Copyright © Joseph Spence Sr | Year Posted 2006
Terrible two? or Normal ToT?
Rolling jumper; bouncing; kickeR?
Over head in the tree; what will you be? A dynamO?
Under the bed? Behind the door? Where are yoU?
Behave! be sweet! Yes I'll give your back a ruB.
Little boys are rough and tenderly tough as welL.
Everyday; Every second; a new adventure in LovE!
Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2009
Babies crying in an orange,
Instead of hot dogs I get slobber.
Nudging branches away from the soft and sweet head,
Geraniums droop into view while we climb.
Her elbows folds tight against my body, safe from the forest chill.
Unknown shrieks are heard somewhere deep in the verdant, carpet of trees.
Mila chucks her nook in response, complete, blind confidence in herself.
Ascending to the dirt road troubles ease as we flatten out.
Never had we a care, never had we a worry.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2016
Angel Eyes Are True
A cross this world life loves and beams,
N obody sleeps and never ever dreams.
G one are years that were so very bad,
E ach day spent missing my loving Dad!
L ingering memories sail my hopeful ship,
E veryday brings such a very joyous trip.
Y our love is sweetly sent each happy day,
E ternal love binds our hearts every way!
S ent back were promises in my dreams,
A wealth of love in such gentle streams.
R emembering Dad's solemnly sworn vow,
E very word rings so important even now!
T he vow was to always safely guide me,
R eturning fruit from Heaven's finest tree.
U nder family's loving and hopeful view,
E yes watching me very wise and true!
Dedicated to my dad......
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014
I did not want to say goodbye,
To you my friend, my special guy,
You always made me get things done,
At the same time we had fun.
Missing you, I feel such pain,
The way you left was such a shame,
You left so quick, I don’t know why,
I just know it made me cry.
I always tried to do my best,
Although sometimes I was a pest,
You taught me manners and virtue,
I became a soldier because of you.
You made me what I am today,
I love you man in every way,
I know that I was sometimes bad,
I miss you big guy, you’re my Dad.
Copyright © David Carter | Year Posted 2014
Many people dream of having what you share...
Verisimilar love &
Enthusiastic promises of "Death Do Us Part"
Satisfaction of compromised love!
But only few stick together throughout the journey....
Copyright © constance johnson | Year Posted 2010
G iven unconditionally, a
R ansom has been paid
A nti-Semitic ignorance could not stop his way
C rucified and he rose , his gift abound today
E ntrust all you have , his love shall heal thy pain
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010
Why Do I Love You?
©2011 C. Brent Cloyd
When I tell you that I love you
Hurriedly you ask, tell me why?
You laugh when in dismay I sigh
Dare now, listen to some reasons
Obsess and parse them if you please
I love because God gave you to me
Life is good when I see your smile
Observe your wittiness and style
Valuable are your hugs so snug
Each time you travel I feel a tug
You bring pride and make my heart dance
Overawed I choose to love, not perchance
Utmost I love because you are you.
Copyright © Brent Cloyd | Year Posted 2011
M aternity the cry goes out
O bviosuly the babes being born no doubt
T rembling with anticipation
H ospital the birth location
E very parent panic torn
R elieved when child is actually born
B ouncing girl or little boy
A bsoulute the parent’s joy
B eaming down a smile so sweet
Y es parenthood can make both complete
F ainted on delivery room floor
A dead weight blocking off the door
T rembling as he comes to see
H is lovely child cute as can be
E xcited in the role he’ll play
R ewarded till his dying day
Copyright © Owen Yeates | Year Posted 2012
Here beside the glowing hearth, warmed by scents and sounds
All around rambunctious little ones settle upon the ground.
“Please!” they chime, “Just one more story, 'fore we go to sleep.”
Paternal affection engulfs my heart, emotions remarkably deep.
I softly offer one more tale, and grin at their youthful mirth.
No worldly wealth, no gems, nor gold; no treasures of Earth
Even on the best of days, compares to what they’re worth.
So frequently, from every clime, we’re told what "happiness" means,
Sometimes, though…I think we know, it’s in these little things.
For Contest: Happiness-Acrostic
Hosted By: John Hamilton
Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2015