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The Grand Staircase

Kept calling to him As he climbed the grand staircase Never knew he'd died I climbed but could never reach him Papa turned, smiled, waved good bye ~*~
BY: Annalise Brigham FOR: Michael's "Tanka Me A Dream" Contest

Copyright © Annalise a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2011

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The Spirit Prevails

It is a new day
Something wonderful happened
You are now at peace
Like a phoenix rising up
From the ashes you prevail

We shall not mourn you
For you are not gone at all
We may not see you
Your presence lives on in us
Enduring the test of time

Radiant light shines
Upon us all forever
Glorious rays gleam
Emitting from your spirit
Keeping your memory strong

The lives you have touched
Will never forget you now
Though we may shed tears
These are tears of happiness 
Your spirit forever reigns

In the days to come
When we are all together
Celebrating life
Your spirit will consume us
Your peace will be our strength

Joy and happiness
Will be felt every moment
You gave us reason
To have faith in the future
Your legacy will live on…………..

Copyright © MaryLouise Goguen | Year Posted 2005

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Namesake

My grandfather's name
Was given to me at birth
To honor the man
That my father never knew
Having died in World War Two

Copyright © Mark J. Halliday | Year Posted 2015

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kash flower





kash flower changing the horizon not for the first time this autumn festival without my Dad ========000======== *Google 'kash flower' ========000========

Copyright © kash poet | Year Posted 2013

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More black than white

more black than white-
old dirty snow
in the gutters....
everything I cannot say
to my dying father

Copyright © Phong Phuc Kama-Nyugen | Year Posted 2010

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A thankyou to parents

Those who do their best
To give us courage and strength,
Those unsung heroes.
Those who help us stand tall
Throughout our toughest times.



(Just a draft)

Copyright © heidi white | Year Posted 2015

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His Eyes

In my husband's eyes,
shining light beams from his soul
like sirius bright 
behind those eyes, pure love glows
the love of family bonds

In my husband's eyes,
years of memories twinkle
and dreams of 'morrows
his eyes are portals to us
his eyes are sexy to me!


By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 3, 2012
for nette onclaud's sexy poetry contest

Sixth place finish

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012

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Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy’s little girl -
chip off the old hard hitter -
I watch and I learn. . . . . 
I'll make the world my ball and
make it work; Dad showed me how!

Written by Andrea Dietrich
For LInda-Marie's Contest:
"Baby Babbles"

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011

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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

Copyright © Wandering Butterfly | Year Posted 2011

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Father Tanka



                                                            He is my father
                                                        a very good provider
                                                         always gives advice
                                                   when life is in so much fright
                                                    I love him for his greatness






Copyright © Maria Paz Samelo | Year Posted 2012

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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) ________________________________________

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013

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Have Your Cake And Eat It Too { Tanka }

                                                  father's day is near
                                           what to buy for dear old dad
                                              cologne tools or clothes
                                           maybe will just suprise him
                                            with a nice father's day cake









Tho Dear Old Dad is gone
He Loved Suprises For Father's Day


Happy  Father's Day 
To All Poetry Soup Dads


RIP Daddy   { 1925-1981}

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2008

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Story

the raindrops’ story
tells a tale of great valor
A father’s brave heart,
and a daughter’s frail physique
a melodious harmony

Copyright © Lala Merx | Year Posted 2013

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Watermelon smiles

A torrent of life,
Bursting like a bud in spring.
Face squashed to a smile,
Leading me with eager grip
To the see-saw and the swings.

Copyright © Mike Miller | Year Posted 2014

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My Father

my father 
turns the radio beam
through the gardenias
as he passes 
beyond the scent

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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Childhood Vision

vision
my father crossing the styx
coin for ferryman
hades gates bang closed
as I watch  

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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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



Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011

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The View Backyard

57577 tanka

Contest:The  View (of my yard)
Sponsor:  Francine Roberts

Written by Doris Culverhouse

Nature's view changes
Familiarity seen
Birds and deer tasting
All of my precious flowers
Attacked like the evil one

Dad's barn and garden
Wayne's great carved flower beds
The tractor and shed 
Always steady, strong present
Workers, lovers of the land

Dedicated to my Dad and Hubby!!

Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2011

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A saddened christmas

Wake in the morning
running down the stairs to see
Heart sinks to the ground
father is not here today
my family is not complete

Copyright © Anne Hessler | Year Posted 2013

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Incest

 

Footsteps in the hall Hiding in my darkened room Smell his liquored breath Please don't daddy, I'll be good Please don't hurt me any more

Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011

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For The One Who Does Not Follow His Steps

a calm presence falls
swirling clouds part in dismay 
judgement day arrives
a book of my life, revealed.... 
left behind in tears of guilt...

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2010

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How Can I

how can
I be so  angry
over her remark
looking long in the mirror
to see my father staring back

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2015

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Red Plaid Autumn


           
          While autumns have come and gone
             eyes still shed tears on the leaves



Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2008

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LITTLE PEOPLE II

 LITTLE PEOPLE II

if you look closely
at the forest of deep green
for a few seconds
you might see little glints
tiny eyes between the leaves

they live to chatter
high-pitched voices barely sound
when mixed with the breeze
and this all for the good
oh what malicious cursing!

some think they are cute
these miniature woodsmen
but like smallest folk
they are petty    quarrelsome
and hate everything big


Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2012

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Rock Climbing

My daughter and I Were rock climbing one morning We got up real high I reached the top of the rock And awaited my daughter Something went bad wrong Her rope came completely loose And she was falling I grabbed rope hard and tightly But she was slipping away I started to fall Caught myself nearly the end I heard a small voice Yelling up to me, pleading “Save yourself, just let me go”
And I had to…
Russell Sivey This is a fictitious poem . No events actually took place in my life. Entrant into Lisa Hiatt ~Dark Poetess "Letting go " contest 3/30/2012

Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012

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Dad

dad
the way you always wanted
your lucky son
to hold the raffle tickets
at the hamfests we attended

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2016

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An Angels View

Looking down on me.
Wishing you could be here now.
Accepting your fate.
Appearing in every dream.
You realize that I'll be fine.

Copyright © Dahlya wise | Year Posted 2016

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Winter Gravestone

winter gravestone
dash between dates
father's life
the upstairs transmitter
where you rocked the world with code*


Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2016

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Father

I arrive
too late to my fathers
deathbed
he's already had the stroke
and counts the spiders patiently

Copyright © Thomas Martin | Year Posted 2016

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Cradled By God

_______________________ Slipping in deeper I entwine my soft cocoon through midnight starlight silent words spoken within beckon my soul to search free Each melodous hymn in redemption fills my soul slipping in deeper I entwine my soft cocoon to be held by my Master _______________________

Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2011