Sister Anger Poems

Is it really that hard to praise ,to be grateful.
Will it be the same if it was my brother or sister who did . Was...

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Please explain to me why those beatings survived,
Remembering the fear and terror in their eyes,
And being a child there was nothing I could do,
Except taught...

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sometimes i think of you when i can't sleep and i stare at the closet, i remember when we were kids and used to hide...

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I am the ignored big sister, 
The good big sister,
The must be perfect big sister.
I look at the high podium that I was forced to...

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I would like to share a story about the "Unforgiving Fool!"
He let his pride, saying forgiveness wasn't cool.
He even claimed to be a Christian, that...

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April 9th, 2025 birthday poem for dearly departed papa

Elysian fields long since embraced dada's soul
which rocketed into aerospace
(courtesy General Electric satellite)
just a tad shy of...

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DNA

“You are not worthy of my love.”
Silent words scorch skin like an invisible flame.
DNA passed down and left to wither,
a family heirloom I don’t dare...

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May Australia consider such better times.' When the drumbeat of politics is being played, right into your minds.'
When the radios are sqawking.' And beuracrats kiss
Babys.'...

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FYI BEFORE READ. this was made as a personal note to a stepsister i lost over time, this is more of a note then a...

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Adored sister, dry the warm tears
flowing from these gleaming eyes:
let them dazzle more than jewels:
they are dedicated to all sweet mothers
who live for their sons,...

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I was raised in the storm’s mouth,
where walls learned to shudder before I did.
Nights smelled of whiskey and rage,
and the air, thick with silence,
was a...

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Eavesdropping 
A virtuous individual is difficult to find, remarked my grandmother. On that day, I witnessed tears in her eyes as she anxiously placed the...

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Ages past, the words that caused the rift
still, today, so far apart they drift.
As time recedes, old memories fade
bitterness remains their raw charade.
New slights imagined,...

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Lips mops caress waterfalls crash metallic nerve laughing gas confession 
watermelon sugar sister scissors 
clocks tick loud like shaved ambergris 
Laminated kerosene lamps illuminate
Evanescence oblivious...

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Our Maureen sits,
At an old kitchen table
She’d say: “I love you,”
If she were able
But she missed her chance,
And took to the bottle
She cried herself sober,
And...

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