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Premium Member Missing Mother
Bits of me are missing mother,
the bits of me which you placed.
Bits of me are missing Mother;
ah,        ...

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Categories: mother, depression, devotion, me, missing,
Form: Verse



This Song Is For My Mother
This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
A song about old promises 
Made...

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Categories: mother, angst, death, dedication, depression,
Form: Ballad
Premium Member Will You Tie My Shoes When I Grow Old
You were beautiful, 
my tiny child, 
wrapped tightly in my arms, 
close to my heart.
I listened to you breathing.
I counted your fingers
and your toes.
Helpless, 
you...

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Categories: mother, caregiving, childhood, daughter, growing
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Sleepless Night
Sleepless Night

Teardrops, bagged eyes, a way of sin
The mirror reveals a lost eternal soul
A conniving move against tonight's phantom glow
Voices circle around the insomniac moon
Like...

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Categories: mother, anger, death, farewell, memory,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member A Gift of Love
Around my mom, I always felt my guilt
My conscience seem to always take her side
Some years ago, I gave her a new quilt
I still recall...

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Categories: love, mother,
Form: Sonnet



Premium Member As Flowers Crumble Collaboration With Silent One
Lullabies through tear filled eyes
It's truly, love at first sight
The bond is forged and galvanized
To hold forever tight

Each time you needed a hand
She always had...

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Categories: love, mother son,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Poem For My Algebra Teacher
I know I promised
 no more ‘Make you Cry Poems’
I said I'd never write another 
‘Wipe your eye poem’

 And for three years 
I tried...

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Categories: mother, 6th grade, abuse, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Garden of Mum
Mum sat in her aromatic garden,
admiring its charm and grace.
It was a cold morning,
but mum never seemed to feel it any more.

Her eyes were tired,...

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Categories: mother, mother son,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member -unlatched-
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So young, I was, and so naive
There was no doubt, I did believe
this babe who's latched inside my womb
with ties we had,... would always be

Latched...

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Categories: childhood, family, mother, son,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Petals and Poetry
In a world full of unwelcome nightmares,
I recite dreams of poetry to the one who cares.

I'm pondering a perfect metaphor,
trying to portray my mum's devotion.
Thinking...

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Categories: appreciation, child, mother son,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Belongings
Shadowed in the silent room, the daylight's nearly gone
Dusk climbs in through window glass, with one last ray of sun
I start the task, climb on...

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Categories: loss, love, me, mother,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Tear-Ful Conversation With My Daughter
It starts with only one -
one like me
a melancholy migrant
from the immortal part of her
to the locus of her physical being --
the center of her...

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Categories: mother, i love you, i
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dancing With Mom
When I was just a wee one
          my mom taught me to dance
   ...

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Categories: mother, analogy, dance, joy, life,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member The Homecoming
It was in late October in the year nineteen seventy three
That the war in South Vietnam was finally over for me
I boarded the seven o...

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Categories: america, father, home, mother,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Walk Tall
I was born and raised in a little town by the name of Calder
That was just twenty miles south of the Canadian border
As a boy I...

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Categories: mother, america, death, drink, drug,
Form: Narrative

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