Best Like A Son Poems
Can I ask a question of you my friend?
Have you started drinking from the bottle again?
You look so down it’s clear to see.
What you really need is to be set free.
The answer to your problems they won’t be found.
Coming from that bottle you just put down.
You don’t bend your elbow you bend your knees
Trust me just once He’ll hear your pleas.
You’re hurting so, I can feel your pain.
There’s a way out, and it’s so very plain.
I was where you’re at not long ago.
But I had someone who wouldn’t let go.
Now I want to be that someone that you can turn to.
Help to guide your path and the things you do.
Are you really proud of your life thus far?
Drowning your sorrows in some dim lit bar.
How many times were you too drunk to care?
Well I can relate, yeah I’ve been there.
You thought you lost it all, that’s just not true.
If you trust in Jesus I guarantee you, He’ll lead you through.
We all make excuses for the things we do.
He’s heard every excuse there is a million times or two.
Quit trying to blame Him, He didn’t put you there.
You know I’m right, But you just don’t care.
Listen little bud, you’re like a son to me.
I care for you very much, I just want you to see.
I know I led you wrong for many, many years.
Now you’re carrying all my demons and most of my fears.
I know you care for me a lot, that’s very plain to see.
Now turn it over to Our Savior, let Him be the one to set you free.
Crimson Rose
Against all odds, your destiny,
To live and grow, your history...
You grew and bloomed with all your might
With drops of rain and harsh sunlight
Through crack in earth you came to be.
Passed down from Greek mythology;
Adonis born from Myrrha's tree
In wild boars wounds from Ares fight
Against all odds.
Adonis' blood that flowed freely
Turned into roses magic'ly.
This sad tale of Adonis' plight
Engaged in death, now retains light
As you share love in purity
Against all odds.
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*In Greek mythology, roses originated from Adonis, deity of plants and rebirth. Adonis was born from a deceptive union between King Theias and his daughter Myrrha. When King Theias realized that his daughter had tricked him, he chased her with his sword. To protect Myrrha, Aphrodite transformed her into a tree.
King Theias shot the tree with an arrow, splitting it in half. It was from this tree that Adonis was born. Aphrodite took to Adonis and raised him like a son. As Adonis grew, he became an avid hunter. One day while he was hunting, Adonis came across Ares, one of Aphrodite’s past lovers, who was disguised as a wild boar. Ares attacked Adonis and when Aphrodite heard his screams, she ran into the forest and found him dying. The blood that ran from his wounds hit the ground and turned into roses.
In another version of the tale, red roses originated when Aphrodite was running to Adonis’ side, cut her feet on the thorns of the flowers, and stained them red.
In the deepest river caverns, in the furtherest chambers of my soul,
There are secrets hidden there that can ne'er be told.
Secrets of another life, another way, another time.
Secrets hidden for eons in the recesses of my mind.
Decades come and decades go but these secrets never dull or grow old.
I am ancient and flow with the tide but I'm still precious as new gold.
In days gone by, I couldn't be in the sun, so at night I would get out and run.
The moonlight gave me power to spin on the sockets in a gun.
When dawn would approach, I would hide in the caves on the moon.
Ere one would catch me asleep in a dune.
In the caves there are those whose lives helped to change me.
Toby so grand on his motorcycle riding and settling by a tree.
I guess maybe he might have been waiting for me??
Audrey a beauty who could write such beautiful verses
And could quote them superbly without any rehearsals.
There was Russ from across the moon at a far away prison gate,
He also forgot what it's like to be forgotten and counted by fate too late!
There's Carol, sweet Carol, who went through more than anyone will ever know.
And beautiful Linda, who always blew my mind away, but I ruined it with a big blow!
And of course Jimmy, who's so much like a son, and I hope as the ages go,
He will realize his importance in the changes in the caves that will show.
Last but not least nor most nor less is Ruben who has blessed all our lives.
Not just mine but everyone on the moon needs Rubin's touch. for he is so gentle so kind.
Even though the caves are getting larger and the secrets are getting deeper,
He will always defend the truth and on this large moon will be a just keeper.
For you see he keeps the soul secrets in the moon caves forever.
Praying and hoping that one day they can be revealed, but then again, maybe never!
Abraham Abraham
from where did you come
what made you Gods favorite
why were you like a son
was it because of special care
that you gave to his name
while others made up other god's
you worshiped the only real one
with in your heart you held a secret
and it could not be made with hands
he saw the love and mercy
that was given to the man
so to him God told his secrets
and planted His great seed
He made him important promises
that mankind will one day need
and so begins the story of a family
and begins a story of one who'll die for me
take the time to listen and put the puzzle together
tell the story to your family and things will be much better
A beautiful tree
Grew
It faced the sun
Every day
New leaves revealed
Such magic
Has begun
I watched it grow
Over the years
I talked with it too
Just like a son
That I had come to know
Strong and true
It grew
And grew
Such beautiful branches and leaves
Every season
A new colour
I loved it too
A tree
That I knew
Had a heart
Of that I am sure
For that tree
Loved me
It whispered to me
In a language
Only I could know
For the tree
Knew me so
When I was a boy
The tree was young too
We grew together
Watching storms
Rain passing
The seasons too
I lived my life
With my tree
I became old
The tree…
Grew and grew
Before I was too old
I took my last walk
Down to my tree
To say a few words
To a member of my family
The last good bye
To my tree
I accepted with a sigh
My own frailty
Tears can shed upon
The bark
Of my tree
I will not last the winter
Or see another spring sun
In that coming winter
The only thing I could see
Was from a castle window
All I asked for
Was to be buried
Underneath
My tree
Christmas roses are red, and violets are so very blue…
Dear Santa. We love our dear Dragon and hope you do, too.
Nightly, visions of colors dance round and round his big bed.
As delusions of grandeur… continuously dance in his head.
For him sugar plums dance swirling, in dreams oh… so… sweet.
As you know… that tomorrow will bring a new, disastrous treat.
But this is the nighttime, as he lays snuggly, sleeping in his bed.
Honestly don’t worry! For the moment, there’s nothing to dread.
See how he looks, like a sweet heart, innocent, while cozy in bed.
But to be truthful, to help Santa, This year like promised and said…
We gave Dragon… Just a few of those wee, little knockout drops.
Now Santa‘s coming, lickety split! We’re ready, here, like on a military op.
No fricasseed Santa, will happen this night, during Santa’s great yearly flight.
Last year was an accident, we swear! It was little Dragons 1st Christmas night.
When he's excited, he tends to throw fire, through the air, like a son of a gun!
We told you to run, not goo and make cutesy faces, after all he was only one!
And truth to be told, those strange faces on anyone would scare him, we fear!
To make matters more clear, we copied our book, on Dragon etiquette, Dear!
We sent it to the North Pole, and a fire retardant suit, in red, made just, for you.
Don’t lift the face plate, on top of the suit, hair singes fast, to blackened soot!
Suddenly, Santa’s sleigh on the rooftop did land, and he was there within a blink.
Last on his list, it was close to the morn, he wanted to meet Dragon, he thinks.
Entering the room, over a penguin he fell, and landed face down on Dragon.
Dragon woke up and gave Santa a hug, as a new story for Christmas was born.
Now all is well, after Santa was gone. For he got to meet the first Dragon child…
In a thousand years or more, and thankfully Dragon behaved as he smiled…
Two icons in life finally did meet, then they went off to Church and back again.
Now, don’t be surprised, such things can happen, on a day where miracles reign.
All had a great Christmas with reindeer, Santa, Trolls, penguins and Dragon.
Can’t ask for more, at Christmas time, where Jesus in our minds, shines on
So have some good cheer and like Dragon and Santa, together, lets celebrate…
You should know, by now, it’s never too late to participate…The End!
Many people think
they know what faith is all about
They stand up and profess it
but inside them, lingers doubt
I prayed to God, some years ago
To show me what Faith is
That I might understand it well
just like a Son of His
I did not know the path I chose
Had then been laid for me
But things would happen, each new day
So I'd begin to see
I found when I had money
And processions stored away
I felt I was protected
from that painful rainy day
But then, became so poor
Without a pot to pee
But found the things I needed
Were delivered unto me
Today I do not drink
From this worldly greed filled fountain
But instead, sip on faith
That will help me move a mountain
We had a dog that was so dear to us.
He died in April of the year before.
He was so faithful and he did not fuss
like some dogs do. I couldn’t love him more
than how I loved that darling pet of ours.
He liked to be with us, and mostly all
he did was lay around with us for hours.
He wasn’t very great at playing ball,
but he sure liked his walks and times to eat.
I loved to pet him while I watched TV
and give to him a tasty doggy treat.
That dog was almost like a son to me.
A new dog we've now got. I hope to say
I’ll love this new dog just as much one day.
Feb. 8, 2023
For Writing Challenge - D Words - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Have I used my gift for gain, O Dear Lord,
and fattened myself with dishonest wealth?
Have I sought wicked vengeance through the sword,
and schemed against my wanton neighbor's health?
But, like a son, I have been obedient;
and have not gone against, nor forsaken,
the law or your most heavenly commandment:
instead, all of your talents awaken
Creation through my written lines, the rhyme.
What you have endowed me with, I employ
and use with care to make the most of time,
to spread and multiply on earth your joy.
Whilst some souls aspire to vengeance and greed,
let my rhyme's good will instead grow and breed!
When everything and everyone repel from you
Because of the evil you emanate,
Your hushed shadow always stays with you-
It stays true like a son, or a loving dog,
right at your heels, never talking.
Speechless as a stick.
But beware
When that very Shadow starts stalking you
Since it has had enough of your evil stench
There is nowhere else to self conceal....
For you will Look over your shoulder
And it will still be there, there and there-
Like the eery ghost of the victim you gutted.
You will Shiver and thin and thin
As teeth quiver and rattle in a blink
While that Shadow will but rub its nebulous hands
and grin, grin, grin,
And with cold-eyes, whisper-
"Till death do us part, buddy,
I shall Haunt you to death."
In the desert of desolation,
I feel this all-to-familiar frustration
Get the hell away from me…negativity…
Flee from me, unsatisfied soul of envy
I yearn for something more
You’re the one I adore
You’re the one I adore
You deserted me long ago
The wind blew to and fro
Never mind…I will be off to my fantasy island
I call isolation – a land that has water and sand…
A place I can explore…
I implore you…don’t be close to me…
I don’t feel that deep connection tonight…I am the shimmering shore
I soar in defeat…
I am sore with blistered feet
I’m fatigued and weak
The day has been bleak
Since forevermore…
You’re the one I adore
You’re the one I adore
I was wondering where you’ve gone –
Maybe in the wilderness,
Drenched in vibrant, zealous sun…
Thinking in tranquil distress…
I can’t express my lack of progress
You just stand there, unaware more or less…
I guess you are still the one I adore
I suppose you’ll slam that door…
Because you never loved me – I was deceived from the start
You know what – you broke this poet heart…an art that’s torn apart…
Ripped in shreds of nothing…
You were my everything
Until you deserted me some more…
You’re not the one I adore…
Anymore…
Drenched in sun,
I come to realization that I’m not the only one…
Feeling like a son of a gun
Waiting until this majestic sun disappears…my personal battle’s won
A battle for peace…my future son…
You wear a striped shirt like an expert
I wear whatever I want with little effort
We are still two peas in a pod
I still miss our closeness a lot
I’m growing weary
When you got all teary
You’re the only one that saved my life
From reducing to insincere strife
You gave me genuine kisses and hugs
While I still live with billions of bugs
Kiss the footsteps of my heart’s fired-up desire…
I’m higher than your elegant, effulgent and extravagant empire
Pushing you to move on
With or without me…were we ever meant to be?
My lovely sunshine,
Will you ever shine on me oh so vibrantly?
Ex, T-Rex, Box, Spandex, Sex, Tux.
Ex, a person who used to make you the happiest,
Ex, an ******* you are better off not having in your life.
T-Rex, the mightiest of the dinosaurs,
T-Rex, also a reminder that even the greatest things can die out.
Box, a cardboard container for something from a loved one,
Box, a place you put thoughts in your head to avoid addressing them.
Spandex, the material that stretches across my skin to look skinny again,
Spandex, the material that gives me hives from sticking to my skin with sweat
Sex, the eye opening experience that brings you closer to your person,
Sex, the legs opening experience that hurts like a son of a *****.
Tux, the suit men put on before seeing their blushing bride.
Tux, the suit men put on before settling into their final resting place.
Ex, T-Rex, Box, Spandex, Sex, Tux.
The snow fell down.
It covered the ground,
in a blanket of white.
What a beautiful sight.
Children grinned from ear to ear.
As they saw the heavenly snow appear.
There were thoughts of playing in the snow.
Building a snowman, with eyes of coal.
The snow is enjoyed by young and old.
Everyone bundles up for the cold.
The sleds come out.
The children shout.
"I love the snow, I love the snow."
It's fun to watch the families,
having fun with their kiddies.
Have you ever made an angel in the snow?
Then watch it disappear when the wind did blow.
Were you ever in a snowball fight
that lasted all day until the night?
There is sking and ice skating to name a few,
of the winter sports people like to do.
There are hazards too.
When roads are bad.
Accidents, many or few ,
could be had.
Enjoy the snow and have some fun.
Don't drive your car, like a Son of a Gun.
Drive careful and take your time.
You'll reach your destination, in due time.
The snow comes falling down
In every country, city, and town.
It won't last forever. It'll melt away.
The sun will come out, and shine all day.
Go out and enjoy it while you can.
Go out and make a big snowman.
If my life was a little more sunshine,
Will people love to stay with me,
If I was a good person or a nice one,
Will my friends never betray me?
If money flows like a river in my pockets,
Will someone care for me?
If I had a thousand lists of buckets,
Will true friends cherish with me;
Oh! what a fortunate life ahead.
My hands writing down some sad stories,
No one will ever want to read,
Why am I walking around with many faces,
Life was once a happy ending for me;
Have I ever deserved to be wrong?
I walk around so much wasting time,
Blaming all the innocent with a song,
Why do I make myself a loser?
I was abusing myself not for working out,
Can my arrested sins ask for a lawyer,
What will my mind though about,
I'm just a hopeless person,
Begging and begging for love,
That a daughter will never have like a son,
I want to fly away like a dove.
Cold blood drips on the bathroom floor
You were the one that I adore to the core
You were a shimmering shore at the beach
Your pleasant, outlandish words I beseech
You've taken advantage of me
You want, but don't have
You need me still unfortunately
I just sit back and laugh
Defenseless in your grip...producing soars
Let me take a sip of sorrow one last time
I like to wrap my tongue around yours
Maybe you'll take a bite into my grime
Shame on you for loving me so
The wicked wind blows to and fro
You can make it up to me anytime
But, know that our love is a crime
Just walk away...oh, just walk away...
Let your cold fingers touch what's left of me
Dead hour has arrived this dismal day
I long to be free for a while, so leave me be
I have a nerve to love you back
Thankfully, you got me on track
I'd like to thank you for all you've done
I'm sorry for acting like a son of a gun
Our peace battles are won
I try to smile away my fears
I grimace with temporary cheers
You thrilled me in many ways
My High spirit is led astray
Catastrophe...cuts...deep...
Alone, I ponder and weep...
Waiting for you to come and save me
I'm a creep to be honest, baby
I am a lost sheep,
Willing to be found
I don't make a peep
I'm a worthless sound
I'm sorry for disappointing you so
I guess I will let this grief grow
Don't let me go and I want you to know
I love you, but reap what you sow