Famous Grandad Poems by Famous Poets
These are examples of famous Grandad poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous grandad poems. These examples illustrate what a famous grandad poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).
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...Uncle Jack played
Tanks in Africa and learned
Pontoon at Alamein and then
Broke every window pane on
His return and Grandad
Nicky said, “Decide to go
Or keep your bride” and
Pride lost that day
And Lucifer lay low
And six children grew
In Rough Lea by the
Poplar’s side and when I
Shared their meal; it was
A feast of love and Auntie
Betty smiled as I sat
Beside her on the bench
“There’s always room for
One more inside” and I went along
For the ride.
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by
Tebb, Barry
...Heaven's mighty sweet, I guess;
Ain't no rush to git there:
Been a sinner, more or less;
Maybe wouldn't fit there.
Wicked still, bound to confess;
Might jest pine a bit there.
Heaven's swell, the preachers say:
Got so used to earth here;
Had such good times all the way,
Frolic, fun and mirth here;
Eighty Springs ago to-day,
Since I had my birth here.
Qui...Read more of this...
by
Service, Robert William
...Wheeling them in,
the yard gate at half-mast
with its ticking hinge,
the tin bucket with a hairnet of webs,
the privy door ajar,
the path gloved with moss
ploughed by metal
through a scalped tyre -
in the shadows of the hood,
in the ripped silk
of the rocking, buckled pram,
none of the dead clocks moving.
And carrying them in
to a kitchen table,
a near-...Read more of this...
by
Lindley, John
...onardo
Chipped for his ‘Moses’.
And my tears came as suddenly
In that dream, criss-crossed
With memory and desire.
Grandad Nicky had worked
Down the pits for a pittance
To bring up his six children
But nothing left over for more
Than a few nuts and an orange
For six Christmas stockings
So hopefully hung, weighted by pennies,
Stretched across the black mantle.
So Lawrence-like and yet not, grandad
A strict Methodist who read only a vast Bible
Hunched in his fire...Read more of this...
by
Tebb, Barry
...years ago
with my dad to 'see my grandma' I was 7.
I helped dad with the flowers. He let me know
she'd gone to join my grandad up in Heaven.
My dad who came each week to bring fresh flowers
came home with clay stains on his trouser knees.
Since my parents' deaths I've spent 2 hours
made up of odd 10 minutes such as these.
Flying visits once or twice a year,
And though I'm horrified just who's to blame
that I find instead of flowers cans of beer
and more than one grave spra...Read more of this...
by
Harrison, Tony
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