Stepsister Poems - Poems about Stepsister

...Truth minus freedom —equals Academia (Dreamsleep: February, 2021)......Read the rest...

...A combined family. A tricky situation. One I have managed to avoid and gladly I have no idea how they do it. Each thinking the other one’s children are spoiled. Keeping their mouths shut o......Read the rest...

...She came to me at five at war inside between Plan A RightEgo Dominant against Plan B LeftEcoPolitical Wrong. I came to her to ask outside for LeftYang NatureRights, cooperatively suppor......Read the rest...

...It was sometime back in the 70's, my later 20's, I woke up one morning to realize EgoSelf as an often dissonant nest of natural systemic TaoEarth, a mindbody bicameral treehouse in some way th......Read the rest...

...Dearest Sons and dearest Cinderella StepSister, I regret ways I have failed each of you. From today's view of memory clips, frames as farms of teaching-learning times, my Great Lover Eldest, y......Read the rest...

...No! Cut this piece here! No! Not there! Why didn't you cut it right? says Princess StepSister's hyper-ventilated syndrome, jonesing for her next pork chop. I would have finished but you be......Read the rest...

...There are three of them, Cinderella siblings: shapely, deciduous, their leafy green darkness undulating in the specter wind, its silent snare drum emulating heartbeats in syncopated symmetry. "Take......Read the rest...

...Trailing behind the bunch was Her. One whose equilibrium is so far forward, she trips on her own breath. Her head was hanging low in self-pity, luckily, her rollie backpack was acting as the gravit......Read the rest...

...I play with sorrow hide-and-seek For love will hide and I am weak, And when I locate the pot of gold I find the rainbow has been sold. I explore the real life of this fairy tale The gingerbrea......Read the rest...

...Give to me sweet gentle mist. Thoughts complete my world turbot. Of peace whisper peer cool fist their voices music cords cane doe. Unspoiled world pound stepsister. To the children who spoile......Read the rest...

...Exchanged for the plates they made and painted with colors representing springtimes I hardly remember was the sidewalk way too warm to walk upon with barefeet I hardly remember Scratched thro......Read the rest...