Daughter Age Poems

Restless Regrets
This story unfolds with a young girl in her early years feeling the effects of love, in a quaint little town all rashenalty went...

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When we think of adoption,
We seldom see it  through the eyes of a child,
Too often blinded by our own egos,
Too often carried away on...

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It’s funny when we’re young and we think we know it all
we don’t always listen to what our elders have to say…
Often we don’t realize...

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The grandmother speaks to her granddaughter:
When I was a girl the best advice from a loving parent concerning,
A  suitable mate for their daughter,
Was 'find...

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Strangled into the ropes of death
An undeserving figure took the role finely
Tears were my favorite pal
Scribbling manifested my parallel reality
Overthrowing seemed an eminent long journey
Warmth...

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These once nimble fingers,
pinned diapers on your behind.
Swatted the misbehaving toddler,
when you got out of line.

Held you the first day of school,
applauded loudly as the...

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My mind sets in motion, 
words that will come alive.  
Creativity needs to be added, 
then mix imagination with creativity. 

 
Coming alive within...

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Good Vibrations 

It’s been one year,
three months 
and two days,
since Floyd last rode his Harley.

Damn stroke!
His F-ing left leg don’t work 
and he barely grips...

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A PERFECT LIFE

My head is full of aches and migraines 
Eyes filled with tears and pains
I am trying to mask it with a smile 
Thought...

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Absolute deafening silence...

during and after a moderate snowfall
today January 19th, 2024,
within Southeastern Pennsylvania
and elsewhere across the Eastern Seaboard,
whereby blanket of whiteness
muffles sounds of civilization.

I hate...

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Ignored 
by my children
Especially
my daughter
Taken
for granted
Taking
up space

Living 
unnoticed
My pain
front and center
Checking
off boxes
That never 
erase

Knowing
she loves me
More
now than ever
My face
a reminder
Of greatness
long past

My voice
the last vestige
Of...

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A tree in love

By the old road, before it meets a widened way
 in a nearby stands two trees close together
 we can see they...

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Psychologically still thirteen 

Ordinarily meaning pre Internet days
familiarization with me would entail
bringing the avid listener 
into my private mancave hideaways
less a physical place than a...

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sparrows standing outside my door
sparrows lined up on the sidewalk
for crumbs i'll throw
and the world is turning
the sky is falling this morning
someone somewhere fights a...

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