Sun Dad Poems | Sun Poems About Dad
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September I gazed outside with unease
When I heard it will fall in the sixties.
Then dad said we’ll soon be losing degrees;
To me these things sounded like tragedies.
Why do we have say bye to degrees?
I never knew they were our enemies.
Tell me the truth ‘cause I hate when you tease.
I’m begging you, dad, I need to know please?
I dreamed degrees were no bigger than fleas
That could saddle up on the backs of bees,
And buzz along in rows of twos and threes
Then vanish amongst the tallest of trees.
Dad replied, you’ll learn it all by degrees,
So I gave up on him and asked Louise
To see if she knew much about degrees.
My sister said they’re in geometry.
She drew a large L, and said this big cheese
Is a right angle; called ninety degrees.
Angles take their shape by connecting these
Points together, denoted with ABC’s.
Right angles were proved by Isosceles,
And two of them are complimentary.
Whatever this had to do with degrees
Was another of life’s big mysteries.
I pictured angles of many degrees
Popping out from books of geometry.
As gulls that appear as a flock of vees
Flying above all of the seven seas.
I then asked my mom, can you help me please
Concerning my questions about degrees?
Sure, hon, she said, see those sugar cookies
They baked at three hundred fifty degrees.
Oh my goodness mom, you say that all these
Are as hot as the sun without a breeze?
Of course not, silly, there only cookies;
They’re made to raise money for charities.
I thought if the sun was made of cookies?
Of course I’d prefer that better than peas.
But anyways, would the universe freeze?
Whether out of cookies, or peas, or cheese?
Since I was still puzzled about degrees
I ran back upstairs, with difficulties.
Knowing my brother was sick with disease,
I crawled in his room on both hands and knees.
Dad was there too, but his face showed worries
Tom’s temp reached over one hundred degrees.
So I touched his forehead, and thought, oh jeez
It would melt bowls of M&M candies.
I imagined if Tom had to sneeze,
Would the juice burn through the land and seas?
And make it all the way to the Chinese;
Would it infect all their towns and cities?
To Dad’s home office I went ill at ease
And when dad came in I asked him if he’s
Going to lower Tom’s hundred degrees?
Dad said don’t worry, he has expertise.
He showed me one of his MD degrees
That you can earn at Universities.
He said if Tom rests and catches some zees
He’ll soon be totally free of disease.
I thought instead of Universities
I’d join the circus and learn the trapeze,
Or perhaps be a clown so that I can squeeze
Into a small car that runs without keys.
I think on that day I learned by degrees
That they can cook, and measure disease.
Fit on the wall, are in geometry
Yet I’m perplexed to the umpteenth degree.
Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2013
i always believe in us
though if the world don't
i believe the four letters
the popular letters
which amaze men to drown
in a sea none has seen
but hearts coul feel
the four letters "love"
for this word love
kept our virtue axed in us
in us we could feel
though little i was
i saw the spaces between
looking for whom to fill it
have i longed this far
like a tale a writer seeks to
an orator yells to voice
as i saw you from glances
i just knew it was you
the birds didn't had to fly
twice for me to know
voices didn't have to be loud
for me to discern it was you
for i know it's us
driven by the believe in me
that it's us till the sun
i don't want to see another
take this place
for you have created
a great legacy in me
that our love goes beyond
the love of romeo and juliet
beyond adam and eve
for if i should be honest
it's between you and i
not even the quench of
death could drift what i have
for you my love
till enternity i would still love
even at heaven your name
would that be in my lips
it's us till the sun dissapears
to you my love
i solace this word to you
like a crimstone
i would engraved your name
in it that it's you and me
Copyright © elvis airohi | Year Posted 2014