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Mom Sun Poems | Sun Poems About Mom

These Mom Sun poems are examples of Sun poems about Mom. These are the best examples of Mom Sun poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

Details | I do not know? |

Don't Anger Mother

Temperamental is the fan that pushes the air, that presses against face, and pulls at my hair.
The blistering flame in the sky, beckons the salt water of my porous skin.
Fallen, I am.  Hands and knees reading the course unevenness of the dirt that lies beneath.
Nothing am I. Unable to withstand, unable to outlast, unwilling to try..
Mother must be angry. I draw what seems like my last breath from the punishing winds.
Desperately, I attempt to shout at and the forces bludgeoning me down, releasing only a mere whisper.
Why? Said I.
You are why. Said she.


Details | Verse |

To my mother

When I was youthfull…young
I had peers that are wayward…wrong
but her wealthy words made me steady… strong
Now I’m old… not tempted by the tales of throng

My mom told me to stay and never sway
Even if I am worldly, weary … wicked way;
In the sun and rain…naughty night or darling day
She taught me to know the time to play and pray

She has taught me never to fear or frown
Even if the scorching sun makes me dry… down
In the ocean of life, I feel I am going to drown
But I come out as pure gold…the talk of the town

My mother, my tender home when I was fragile
Thy balm and boobs blessed me till I was agile
You gave everything you’ve got…going the extra mile
Now I live a life that’s worthwhile…I sail and smile

When I was youthfull…young
I had peers that are wayward…wrong
but her wealthy words made me steady… strong
Now I’m old… not tempted by the tales of throng

My mom told me to stay and never sway
Even if I am worldly, weary … wicked way;
In the sun and rain…naughty night or darling day
She taught me to know the time to play and pray

She has taught me never to fear or frown
Even if the scorching sun makes me dry… down
In the ocean of life, I feel I am going to drown
But I come out as pure gold…the talk of the town

My mother, my tender home when I was fragile
Thy balm and boobs blessed me till I was agile
You gave everything you’ve got…going the extra mile
Now I live a life that’s worthwhile…I sail and smile


Details | Free verse |

how i felt before my mom got well

I have not seen my mother in a while.
I have these dreams where she comes back.
when she comes back it feels as if I'm in a fairy tale.
It's like there can be no wrong.
It's as if God made us perfect.
All I lost I found.
The sun rose over the empty sky and made where there was a forever lasting 
cold night a warm bright day.
An emotional nuclear bomb wiped out all hate. Breaking down the barriers of 
insecurity to bring out the harbored bitterness stored deep inside releasing all 
feelings, and there was nothing but understanding and love left.
All this happened the day she came back.
Then i woke from my dream to my nightmare, and I realized what i felt was like a 
fairy tale was just that a tale. 
When I woke: I could find no right, but wrong was all around.
When I woke: I was no longer in Gods world of perfection, yet I found myself in 
the devils world of corruption.
When I woke: There was no sun to bring day just cold darkness in the sky of the 
everlasting night.
When I woke: There were many unspoken words, bottled up feelings, and 
bitterness stored deep in the middle of my soul.
Even when I was awake she came back, but she didn’t stay and every time i 
waited for her when she left.
When she did come back i pleaded with her to take care of my brother and sister. 
I let her know we needed her guidance, wisdom, love, and compassion.
I weep every time she leaves, but it seems she shows no sympathy toward these 
needs or me because she yet keeps leaving.
I get angry so angry I feel my mother is some what of a black widow, but the 
sorrow she caused me and my sister and brother. I would sometimes call her 
Queen of Black Widows.
She earns this title by loving and caring for you where you can’t live without her. 
When I sleep i have dreams about her. Then she leaves and you can’t stop 
thinking about her. It overwhelms me so much I can’t breathe without her. It feels 
as if you die inside slowly leaving nothing but sorrow so all I can do is cry. 
I would go on but there’s nothing else to tell , so i wait till she comes back if she 
has not died i hope she took my advice and gave her life to god so she wont go 
to hell.
This is how I felt before my mom got well.


Details | Free verse |

Gobbling Sunshine

When we were little girls
My mom used to give us raisins
I couldn't figure out why

Why would someone eat it?
Why put the little shriveled thing in your mouth?
But then she told us...

The sun had done that
So when we ate the raisins
It was like gobbling up the sunshine

And my sister immediately 
Ate every single one of hers
But I just didn't understand

Why would I want to eat the sun?
And why did it shrivel up this poor
Little fruit, once full of juice

I also didn't go outside
Without a huge rain coat on
For fear of the sun shriveling me up like the raisin

It took years for my mom 
To convince me different
And for the first time, I ate a raisin

The saddest part is
I liked it...
Hehe


Details | Free verse |

Changed.

I like it when the stars a line,
it's like every thing goes perfect every thing you find,
I like a summer sun set in late June,
I've regrouped calmed my soul changed my tune,
I like the sound of the ocean as it crashes on the rocks,
no matter the size of the wave it stands there taking it's knocks,
I like misty mornings the air so crisp a cold,
it touches you to the bone till the day unfolds,
I like a spring morning the most,
the sun is early to raise as birds sing the days toast,
I like greeting the day alone,
time to myself, time.. a moment I own,
I like as the day ends and all is still,
family's gather together as the night finds it's chill,
I like the smell of roses no matter the color,
they remind me of my mom and how much I miss her,
I like that I've learned to stop...and enjoy a world I never seen,
blue ski's, high mountain tops hills and valleys of green,
I like how this moment and time I didn't take for granted,
I smiled, felt and stayed in a moment here in a place were I'm planted 
I like what my mom told me and how it came true,
don't pretend hold on to true love and let out the real you,
I like how my wife and kids completed a world I couldn't see, 
she showed me what love is and they set my heart free,
I like that I never seen it coming,
a story book, love song, fairy tail without an ending 
I like who I turned out to be,
and I think mom would of been proud of me.