Father Poems

Deer Ruby,

Daddy hardly Dorothy know you ...
it’s the bare bones, Toto truth

Variety gossip on the street
by parrot beaks chirping canary peeps

Said your mother had a one-night-stand revue;
a private audience, burlesque interview

Receptionist Rita 
wardrobe malfunction rumor denied
it show was a casting...Read More

Verily rescued from hell’s destructiveness
Let’s involve in world missions along salvation’s fruitfulness
To advance God’s kingdom of heavenly righteousness
By His holiness and justice-forgiveness.

Verily enlightened from religion’s hypocrisy
Let’s involve in world missions along redemption’s sufficiency
To declare God’s aid of plenteous mercy
By His...Read More

Everyday is a new day
Except Thursday the symptom always replay
Madness, mental instability, psychological disorder.
Call it what you may
It’s the same thing every Thursday

Her frienenemies taunted and teased her all day long
But on Thursday, they singing a different song.
A new girl...Read More

I happened to see
   a reflection of me
in one of my sons
   in something he's done

Was I too so naïve?
   Does he really believe
he can change the whole world
   if he rolls...Read More

The Making of Cookies

The lost art of putting, 
flower, sugar, vanilla,
and cream together.
More than small cakes, 
a distance…
far past “home made”, 
to the sheer land of magic.

Recipes handed down, 
from grandmother, 
(and grandfather)
to mother, 
(and father)
to daughter,
and son, 
and again....Read More

Before me laid an unknown pot of porridge
And the duty owed to family.
Do I honour my long hungry self
Failing to respect responsibility 
Or to my lover's vows turn deaf
And pay homage to ageing sagacity? 

Papa claimed my lover gave not...Read More

( Bear Hunting )

My daughter and I went bear hunting, a rabbits foot in each hand
We needed all the luck to go, trust me soon you`ll understand
We walked quietly through the forest, camouflage on our face
Every time we heard a...Read More

Wings withered with heavy held Sin
Thorns made a Crown blood dripping down
Hands and feet held with carpenters nails 
Blood pouring down holding all sin within

Father giving His Son the Spirit of three
Lifting Him up High above taking him away
Leaving his...Read More

Writers Short Prayer
Written: by Miracle man
11-16-2019

Lord, 
Let my pen become the impetus this day,
That guides a lost soul or one gone astray.
Let my love for Jesus never become secluded,*
And words that I pen not considered deluded.

Lord, 
Trouble that soul not...Read More

Butterfly, My Love

You have hair like golden silk. 
You laugh like clear water running over stones. 
Your eyes, they are the color of the sky, 
clear or stormy, matters not, they are the same. 

You have wings unseen. 
I know…
You...Read More

It was just impossible for me to make a protest
No, no, I did not protest, no, I didn't!  When
my seven-year-old daughter came and told me
she rushed to me, yearns in heartbreak
full of her expects as she knows that
her father...Read More

Father wants breakfast
Groaning to find the settings
To high, four minutes, and on
Pressure cooker despairing -
"Now what? Eggs are hard!"...Read More

Patricia’s father has a brother,
which makes him her uncle,
and she by law his niece.
All are very close and amiable.

Now her older brother Jim
has a son, namely Matthew
and that naturally makes him
her fleshly nephew. 

As it happened they fell in love
and...Read More

If you’re lucky enough to fall in love…to have love enter your life…
from your parents, your friends your relatives, your partner or your wife…

Once you have been blessed …and that seed of love is planted
you cherish every moment……you take not...Read More

Across the street in front of my house
A wild dog always parades in front of a house.
A house which though has no fence
Flowering hedges cover this house
There live this angelic lovely lady I love
How do I tell her as she...Read More

Sepia photo 
of my grandparents,
circa 1919.
Framed by a skeleton
of timbers.
He,a strapping,giant 
of a man
with saw in hand.
Worn, bib overalls,
carpenters belt.
She, a comely whisper,
cradling my father.
Summer dress billowing. 
No power tools then.
Each board inspected,
cut by hand, firmly nailed,
to craft the masterpiece
of a house,...Read More

Every year with Christmas coming in a park near Forest Lake,
the Lion’s Club and Rotary Club help to add to Christmas cheer
by organizing something special for the district to partake,
along with all the different church leaders mingling with us here.

There...Read More

It is the parental role
To teach their children good behaviour,
Sometimes to command, sometimes to cajole,
Or, appealing to divine control,
Some folk will invoke the Saviour....Read More

I THANK GOD EVERYDAY
NOT ONLY ONE DAY PER YEAR
TIME FOR FAMILY GATHERINGS
DINNER TIME AND BEING SINCERE
MY PRAYERS TO ALL THAT FAMILIES CAN HAVE PEACE
NOT BE NEGATIVE AND DOUBTFUL
JUST ENJOY THIS DAY
MEMORIES AND MORE AND A PRAYER TOGETHER
SOME FAMILIES EAT EARLY,...Read More

Moments of treasure buried in time
I can’t seem to find the silver line
We are all on a journey
Just passing though
One day Our paths crossed
Birthing something new
Heaven saw fit to give me a dear friend
Who taught me we don’t break just...Read More

The panic of failure is an evidence of lack of faith
While the believe in the impossible to be possible shows massive faith
The sunlight before my eyes portrayed a life full of promise and fulfilment
Then turned the table with a slap...Read More

Like father, like son
No
Like son, like father
That is how I wish to be remembered

I wish to be remembered
Not for who I was
But for who I became
In honor of my son

I wish to be remembered
Not for being a good father
But for...Read More

Thinly lined eyelids seal the window to his soul.
His cheeks sink in, countenance concealed and dull.
His still lips wrinkle down to a frown, without tone.
With undoing infirmity, his breath has turned to stone.
Feeble flesh has overtaken the strength that he...Read More

I am your father and you are my child.
If I made some mistake along the way,
and for those I can say sorry.
I never run away from you.

I HAVE ALWAYS DONE THE BEST I COULD.
The day you born, am so happy,
as...Read More

A POETIC DESTINATION

I began writing  poetry at fourteen years
Of age,
An inherited gift from my grand-father
Whose sage,
Advice I always heeded,
Always strong with poetic guidance,
When needed.
My darling parents were not
Poetically inclined,
Loved them a lot, but poetry
Suggestions from them declined,
Poetry in our...Read More

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