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grandfather
poem by
Kirin Lawrence | Go to this short poem
Grandfather
Yesterday my Grandfather died
Today I found a quarter from 65'
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Short
grandfather
poem by
karen croft | Go to this short poem
grandfather
ancient journey's
with grandfather
who's endless songs
touched days twilight
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Short
grandfather
poem by
daver austin | Go to this short poem
GRANDFATHER CLOCK
GRANDFATHER CLOCK
christmas eve
old hall clock chimes twelve
this silent rush
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Charles Fuller | Go to this short poem
Baby Talk
Bubbling azure streams
Are like grandfathers cooing
At newborn infants
My first attempt at haiku
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Short
grandfather
poem by
James Foulk | Go to this short poem
Sweet Child
Sweet little child,
patting his,
Grandfathers
back so tenderly.
Written 5-15-15
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Chris D. Aechtner | Go to this short poem
ripples
a wrinkled grin
on grandfather's face -
seeing my future
etched deeply in those lines,
I grin right back
March 1st, 2012
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Short
grandfather
poem by
SillyBilly theKidster | Go to this short poem
When I Die.
When I die, I want to die like my grandfather who went peacefully in his sleep
and not like the passengers in his car who all died screaming horrific shrieks.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Russell Sivey | Go to this short poem
When Grandfather Died
My grandfather had died years ago
I thought he’d live forever, but alas no
I had to learn quickly how to let go
It’s the hardest thing you’ll ever know
Russell Sivey
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Michael Jordan | Go to this short poem
My Truth
I no longer hold or dream of youth
For in my age I have found truth
A truth that has set me free
Being all I can be
For my family
A Grandfather
Father, Son
Husband
Man
Written for John Heck's "Nonet"
Poetry Contest.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Gwendolen R. | Go to this short poem
A Sunrise Surprise
swift Sunday surprise
7:48 a.m. ~
Pearl Harbor asleep
Written by Gwendolen Rix
11-13-11
For Poet Destroyer's Sunrise Haiku Contest~
In honor of my grandfather and many others who gave their lives for our freedom.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Gregory Golden | Go to this short poem
Great Grandfather In The Blue Sky
mother earth your are
bright emerald green again
you brake bread with us
you quench every thirst
we have food and shelter
we have wind and rain
now look up towards
the great grandfather
in the blue sky and
give mighty thanks
to Him
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Betim Muco | Go to this short poem
Euthanasia
I took down the old oak tree
In my backyard
No more complaints
About fallen leaves and branches
But sometimes when I sit on the stump
Smoking my pipe
I miss the tree
It had become like an ancient grandfather
Who allowed me to perform euthanasia.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Gregory Golden | Go to this short poem
Great Grandfather In The Blue Sky
mother earth your are
bright emerald green again
you brake bread with us
you quench every thirst
we have food and shelter
we have wind and rain
now look up towards
the great grandfather
in the blue sky and
give mighty thanks
to Him
we pray
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Sarah Cassleman | Go to this short poem
Grandfather
Here lies the best Grandfather,
One who was very considerate.
Remembering him as a child,
I would sit on his lap.
He was a rare person indeed.
He was a colonel in the Army.
Also superlative of a gentelman.
Here lies the best grandfather,
May he rest in peace.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Robb A. Kopp | Go to this short poem
Mixed Feelings
I’ve always heard of the way
Great Grandfather was moved by force
Because his tribe wasn’t white of course
While other of my kin took the leads
Staking claims for their families needs
He always cursed the day
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Brooke Wolfe | Go to this short poem
Expressionless Stone
Melting down onto kindly patterned brick
Shifted from a grandfather hand slow.
A stone stands expressionless
Which makes him look more human
Three others unlike him perch atop one
Less like him
And anything green or living
Seems to whither thither presence
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Sarah Frieman | Go to this short poem
Jeano Violino-resubmitted
There was violinist
He was old and grey
Loved by all but could not stay
He played the violin to the grave
And there the old violinist spends his days
With his love shed in lights of golden rays
For Gean Isenberg, grandfather and friend you will be missed.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Brooke Wolfe | Go to this short poem
Rock Plants
Melting down into
kindly patterned brick
shifted from a grandfather hand, slow.
A stone stands expressionless.
Which makes him look more human.
3 others like him perch
atop one
less like him
and anything green or living
seems to wither thither presence.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
samantha girod | Go to this short poem
Samantha
Samantha
funny, loving, nice
Sister of Joseph and Crystal
Lover of Dogs, Summer, and most people
Who feels happiness, love, and fear
Who fears death, spiders, and being heart broken
Would like to see my grandfather, where i die, and who i will marry
Resident of Colonia
Girod
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Short
grandfather
poem by
ron ryan | Go to this short poem
Father Time
Tick-Tock told my Grandfather clock
I was chastised with a chime
Knock-Knock down my door with a rock
I was knocked down in my prime
I was still in shock how He broke my lock
How He stopped my time on a dime
I will always regret, I will never forget
that dreadful day I met Father Time
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Julie Leek | Go to this short poem
Fiery Spirits
As the eagle glides through the air beautiful and free
the spirits are calling "We are Free, We are free."
The indians are dancing around the hot flaming fires of victory.
By Julie Rene leek
Published In Teen Voices National Magazine.
In memory of my Grandfather Rennie Dittmer
May he soar with the Eagles
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Glenn McCrary | Go to this short poem
Evergreen Suite
Petals with textures of full moons
sensations tingle like the hands
of grandfather clocks
apathetic to cobwebs
procreated through decades
marred by dolor
strange repercussions
groove across pebble stones
flames leap from pages
a tale of voodoo incense
By Glenn McCrary
© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Ph.d Volo Von Wolfenstein | Go to this short poem
We Old Men
Somewhere down the gravel path
each carriage moves slowly
and my great grandfather
lumbers out, not yet ancient
as I drag my hand across my eyes-
these weary feet will also beg
surprise in passersby, as the man keeps
living, the unexpected soldier
going in and out of Walmart
coughing
while the young close their eyes
to pray.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Erica Gould | Go to this short poem
I Wish
I wish, that you could find some peace.
And the embarrassment you feel, would cease.
I wish the anger, you display was gone.
It's the cancer, you've done nothing wrong.
I wish you could enjoy the time that's left.
Before we all endure, this terrible theft.
But most of all, I wish you knew,
You're my grandfather and I Love You.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Steve Eng | Go to this short poem
Antique
The curio shop
Where no one will stop,
Lives in its yesterday-dust;
A grandfather’s clock,
An earthenware crock,
And Time’s faintest aroma of must.
The brass button trays,
The bright feather sprays,
Languish like lovers ignored.
The years are for sale,
The bargains all fail,
And Time shuffles by, looking bored.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Patricia Garcia Howard Bramble | Go to this short poem
Time
The clock , tick , tock, tick , tock.
The grandfather clock
Stood so perfectly on the ceramic wall.
Time frozen, silent and still
The time traveler passes by
Thoughts flying, ideas circling,
Fear manifesting, people panicking,
Babies bowling, danger awaiting
Mothers praying, children dying
The monster arising, Heavens crying.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Steve Eng | Go to this short poem
Antique
The curio shop
Where no one will stop,
Lives in its yesterday-dust;
A grandfather’s clock,
An earthenware crock,
And Time’s faintest aroma of must.
The brass button trays,
The bright feather sprays,
Languish like lovers ignored.
The years are for sale,
The bargains all fail,
And Time shuffles by, looking bored.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Jennifer Rivers | Go to this short poem
I Loss
I Loss my grandfather
not long ago,
I really miss him my
heart tells me so.
He was a good grandfather
to his grandkids,
But I am thankful for
wat he did.
I miss my grandfather wit
all my heart,
No matta wat death cant
do us apart.
I grandfather died at the
age of 64,
I cant stop talkin bout him
my heart beeps more.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Erica Gould | Go to this short poem
Forced change
Foolishly,
I thought that i could keep you out.
But who am I,
To deny my child a grandfather.
I know that i cant
But i want 2.
And with every passing week,
The deadline draws closer.
My time of peace and reflection,
Rapidly dwindling.
Every event
Every holiday.
Emotionally, I'm not ready.
But its not about me anymore.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
awoh kingsley awoh | Go to this short poem
Lotto: Baba Ijebu
Hope built on imaginary gains,
A resort of d poor,
We are addicted.
It is summer, pam 3 with 4, or 4 from 4,
In fact my late grandfather gave me
A sure banker! Liverpool vs Southampton,
This Saturday with #5000,
Am sure to b richer than Bill Gate
To b richer faster,
I shall invest heavily on baba ijebu...
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Coreena Lindquist | Go to this short poem
Calling on my angel
I call upon my angel tonight,
To help my grandfather,
With his fight,
Angel please hear my plea,
And be his ray of light,
He needs you now,
So much more then I,
Give him your embrace,
It’s hard for him,
In this place,
Angel of mine,
Help him find grace,
Bring him strength,
And take his anguish,
For this tonight,
I call upon my angel.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
brian miller jr | Go to this short poem
Girl Across The Room
I know I may not be your type,
But on my grandfather I’d treat you right.
I know I’m probably not what you like,
But I would try my by best not to make you cry.
I know you couldn’t see yourself with me,
But I just wanted say you look beautifully amazing.
Now I’ll leave you be,
Remembering your smile while you already forgot about me.
MAR '12
B.K.M.jr
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Brittany Meikle | Go to this short poem
Life Clicks Bye
A clicking
A knock
A chirp from the tall grandfather clock
A whisper
A ding
A scream from the wind unseen
Trees sway
And gates creep
Graves hold the secrets of last months dreams
A girl cries
A boy lies
Their father lay on the mothers dying bed side
A stone
A pebble
Sand of the devils time clock
An hourglass
A blink of the eye
Its all over.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Glen Enloe | Go to this short poem
Judgment Day
There will come a cast iron rain
in brown paper sackfuls
carried by frail, dark men
who never share your eye.
And when that day comes,
the skies will tremble,
smiling into hairline cracks
at the seams, awaiting
the drum of an enormous
wooden spoon, old
as Grandfather Mountain
and nimble as time
leaping like a cut-glass trout
in your still, hazel stream.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Doris Culverhouse | Go to this short poem
Grandfather Clock
Tick tock tick tock goes your clock
time passses and passes my time
tick tock, tick tock goes my life time
Quarter hour you sing a song
Every quarter you sing away the time
Chimes and ding dong on the hour
My power is fading with the sun set
Sing me a lullabye all the night long
Nightmares of phantoms stealing my life
Singing a lullabye while tightening my noose.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
DINA SCALIA | Go to this short poem
My Wonderwall
Thinking back in my life
I wonder how i met you
But
I Know in my heart it was my grandfathers beautiful spiritual presents
That made us two
Then their was a wedding
And
A baby made us three
Later twice more i was blessed
After that,
You can be certain i needed rest
This is my wonder wall
to good to be true
And
It all started with my grandfather's wink
which would lead me to you.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
amanda vaughn | Go to this short poem
Grandfather
To my grandfather with the golden soul
Who sees through all the lies that are told
By my side you have been offering nothing but
Kindness and love
To me you are my gaurdian angel
There to pick me up in case I fall
To my grandfather with the golden soul
You are straight from the heavens above
Offering me nothing more than kindness and love
copyright2009
amanda vaughn
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Short
grandfather
poem by
CLAIRE BURKE | Go to this short poem
Birth of Sight
Just a boy but now he has turned a man
Only just able to see the things adults can
Feels like he is dangling like a grandfather clock
Awaiting his mother to become once again his rock
His soul as of pieces and thrives for some love
Every night the moon appears as he peers up above
Wishing things would change and be as before
But now he is an adult the child blind eyes no more
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Nancy Jones | Go to this short poem
Gluggamous-fluggamous, spitimy-bitimy
Gluggamous-fluggamous
Grandfather Thaddeus
went to the grocery store
bought him a lime
Home with tequila and
salt coated shot glass he
unceremonious
lost track of time.
Spitimy-bitimy
Grandma Penelope
done with her work early
home she did race.
One glance at Grandfather
mega-monstrosity
Grandma retreated to
Clyde's warm embrace
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inspired by John Wulf's McWhirtle
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Short
grandfather
poem by
June Ellen Smith | Go to this short poem
Jesus, Popi, Mothers and Me
Jesus was a carpenter. So was Popi. Mary was a virgin,
So were me and my mothers. I had white grandfathers,
And black. I'm a Southern Bell like my birth Mother.
Fences, with no borders. Still waters run, ponds, fish.
Dock of the bay. Salty mists cleanse the soulful sound.
Crabs run into shells while I build sandcastles. Neptune.
Soon I'll see Jesus, Popi, Mother, sandcastles in the sky.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Leigh Nickolyn | Go to this short poem
Grandfather's record player
Grandfather's record player
I remember grandfather use to have a record player,
Johnny Cash use to sing his lullaby every night.
My fascination of this amazing invention increased,
The record spins as a needle glides across it,
How is this music created?
My imagination rotates around this music,
Grandfather always hums this tune,
Johnny's voice slowly gets softer...
The music stops.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
James Foulk | Go to this short poem
Tortoise and the Hare: The true story
So you think tortoise
won the race,
not so.
Today the last
of hare's descendants
passed on.
On his death
bed from his
lips came this,
"My great, great,
so many grandfathers
was bribed,
to throw the race
to the tortoise
by the way of carrots.
His greatest weakness,
you didn't really think
the tortoise could have
won do you." then he passed on.
wrote 4-14-07
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Callie Rhoades | Go to this short poem
A Birthday Party
We sit at my grandfather's feet,
He's getting ready,
To tell the most heartening story I have ever heard,
A tear rolls down his cheek.
Grandfather begins as he always does,
So there's this girl,
She was flying in an airplane,
To meet her loved ones,
Flying high, Grandfather says,
Over the largest ocean on Planet Earth,
She's sitting next to her brother,
A tear rolls down his cheek.
The girl's
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Sara Zahed | Go to this short poem
My Grandfather
I wish he stayed with me for more than just a while
I was four years when I didn't even tell him goodbye
I miss him so much that I can't stop crying...
I used to sneak into his room where he was lying
I wanted to know him more and more
I wanted to spend more time and memories that I could store
I miss him so much
I love him so much...
A poem I wrote when I was young to my grandfather that passed away....
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Margaret A Linton lassie | Go to this short poem
Unknown Things
My glass ball works in reverse
No future do I see. But
from the past it will recall
things not known to me
My father’s great grandfather
Back in eighteen forty one
Was of the landed gentry
Never did we know
So now I gaze at the glass
Seeking out with google eyes,
Finding whence I came, in my
far and distant past
Sponsor Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Contest Name "CRYSTAL BALL"
Margaret Foster Sept. 2011
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Justin Debrosse | Go to this short poem
Grandfather on the Throne
Grandfather on the throne
Groaning and regifting
Promises like passing pleas
Why subscribe to this disease?
Death will come like it always has
Through birth another delivery
Fear and theft
Change the world
The projection is a dream
With your eyes you cannot see
The barrier from you to me
Hope is all a stage
The drama comes to indoctrinate
Search for greener pastors
What we forgot is what we got
Desire is an entrance
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Angela Arnold | Go to this short poem
Childhood memories
Home fried chicken, smelling up the whole house
The squeak of a tiny gray baby church mouse
The summer rain smelling up the warm breeze
The sight of my Granny always shelling peas
The twinkling of the stars in the sky above
A sunshine day full of pure and free love
Lightning bugs buzzing all around my head
Butterflies floating amid the pink rose bed
The sweet sugary taste of a juicy gum ball
The sound of my grandfathers southern drawl
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Veronica Joseph | Go to this short poem
You are My Sunshine
spring curtains blow in the street breeze
women's voices in the kitchen sharing
news
and family secrets
I'm under the bed against the wall where they
cant get me
I don't want to be found.
Here I can listen to the house happening
not visible
and they'll forget me
and
talk
and I can hear things
never said
and all the things that are.
I push my back up against the wall
my grandfather is singing
you are my sunshine
on the back porch.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Susan Clark | Go to this short poem
The Keepers Ride
Into the clear arrive painted ponies with eyes like smoldering coals, manes flowing in the still air.
Men ride with hair long and black.
Feathers worked into a leather band, rest securely as crowns upon their heads.
Once, four lifetimes ago their brand of justice rough, but exact payment for an innocent, brave, proud people... original keepers of the land.
Forgiving grandfathers of old ride even now for those who would obtain a divinely ordained vision quest.
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Short
grandfather
poem by
Christina Hobson | Go to this short poem
Old House
Wooden floors creak…squeak, squeak, squeak
The languid cat naps on the piano
Letting tumbleweed run its course
All the day long
No thought enters the desolate attic
Of decanters and hundred-legged pests
Those who dare to eagerly venture
Will follow suit and never return
Names are unspoken
And pleas die unheard
As cobwebs hang into laughs
The creature below relentlessly strikes
Even grandfather clock loses count
Of curious dwellers gobbled astray.
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