Grandparents Poems

Reader Rabbit

Toward the end of a book,
we tend to speed up, 
in anticipation of the climatic finish. 

Yet sadly, 
the build-up...
was the part we savored, 
on the perfect path
to the right...
final, 
and everlasting
word(s).

The beginning. 
...Read More

Distance Squared

The speed of light
is exactly how fast
my heart sends;
every prayer, 
every good thought, 
every perfect wish! 

The bright candle between us, 
it is the sun itself. 
 
The solar wind fills the sails
of my forever ship, 
longing to journey...Read More

The Map Undrawn

Written in the snow, 
by angels...
made from the bodies,
of the innocent. 

The way to heaven... 
is seen, 
fleeting in its passing, 
like a dream. 

Unquestioned,
by the faithful.
Celebrated,
by the hopeful, 
ever thankful.

His mercy!
Prayerful,
and diligent
the remnant remain. 

...Read More

925

They are pure silver, 
and have no idea. 
They are humble and kind, 
pray for each other, 
and welcome strangers.

Yet polished or aged, 
vintage of freshly fired, 
the address is the same. 

925
...Read More

Fading Paper Dolls

Slowly leaving things out, 
important and then, 
not so much. 

Angry people that believe 
they are slighted, 
or given less value, 
found wrong...
as those closer
get lost as well. 

Getting older, 
accidents or fate...
our memory, 
our remembrances,
our lives, 
the...Read More

"Chicken" Dinner

Invited, 
for the first time, 
it might well be the last. 

A tux was too much, 
a swimsuit too little. 
I thought I would dance, 
turns out I can't. 

I don't tell jokes well, 
I am not the life...Read More

Whisper
 
A subtle current,
a fierce expression,
of a gentle feeling, 
wild,
powerful, 
no longer held contained 
by any restraint. 
 
Not weak, as may be expected, 
but the very difference...
between life and death. 

Listen. 
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I love my mother.
I wouldn't ask for another.
Sure we don't always agree.
She prefers coffee.
I prefer tea.
She raises her voice, and I raise  my voice back.
We apologize to each other then she makes me a snack.

I love my father, he's...Read More

Fidgit Christmas Jitters

I want to write about Christmas cookies, 
Angels that hang on the tree, 
and look at me…
then smile.

I want to write about Mistletoe, 
and first kisses,
red cheeks,
red noses, 
and roses. 

I want to share the feeling that I...Read More

Rebecca

Daughter of The King. 
Your namesake blessed a nation, 
be proud. 
You began life, 
ahead of most. 
Already you were glorified, 
held high by your parents. 

Don’t let any take you down, 
as they are all less than you. 
Rebecca,...Read More

Fruits and Friendships

An open heart, 
an open hand, 
a way to say, 
He is in command. 

Placing others above yourself, 
ever trying to reach, 
a point that you may know
His will. 

Kneeling, bowing, 
trying to follow, 
the Sheppard’s words, 
and...Read More

(not a nice poem)

Evil Woman

You are part of me, 
I wish that were not true. 
Even now, 
I long to be lost. 
I have heard today
again, 
yet one more, 
reason to believe, 
your level of hate, 
had no end. 

You...Read More

(not a nice poem... )

Dark is the Art

Lies. 
Evil made up, 
hiding in plain site…

Judgments made, 
of others, 
that can not see, 
the color
of their own robes. 

It is easy. 
No glasses, 
No special view, 
or mirror effect…

Lies. 
Evil made...Read More

Our Tree

The green tree in the box, 
kept in the attic, 
is in pieces. 
Not because it is dead, 
or firewood, 
but a project
to be assembled. 
Much like our life, 
from the beginning of I do, 
lovingly placed together, 
each...Read More

Your Words

He…, 
put me on the ground. 
He yelled.
He screamed. 
Sometimes…
he was obscene. 

I walked on. 
I wanted to live, 
the perfect life. 
The picket fence, 
and no strife. 

Two kids, a yard, a house. 
A mouse in the kitchen,...Read More

A Christmas Card

Letters unsent, 
to people…
that wish they had received them. 
Maybe not write away, 
or all at once, 
but eventually. 

Harsh words spoken, 
throughout the year, 
people with a past…
they can not leave. 
Maybe something;
they are dragging behind. 
Turn...Read More

Pass Trade Already
Do not waste more time!

It is fire and spit,
thin water and urine. 
All lies from city folk. 
The swamp smells, 
it is dying. 
No new water, 
just the old cesspool inlets, 
all the outlets, blocked. 

Cockroaches running,
for the...Read More

Washing Instructions

Put the clothes in the washer. 
not quickly, but slowly. 
There was a day, 
this would all be done, 
by hand. 

Four or five large things, 
Maybe some socks, 
a few, 
overload, 
and the cost will be high.
Why I...Read More

Children, 
The Last Child in the Nest 

When you ask something of me, 
I drop what I am doing, 
and attend. 
When you need something now, 
I comply. 
A ride, money, a task to be done, 
Another way I say,
I...Read More

Gifts of Air and Water

A little more money, 
and I could buy…
exactly what my kid wanted. 
Yet I found, 
that it may not be, 
exactly what they needed. 

For less, I could choose, 
to get the best of usefulness. 
For...Read More

Do U…
Yes, you do!

Celebrate with friends. 
Drinking laughing, 
and telling jokes. 
all is well. 

Merry Christmas, 
Happy New Year, 
I pray you see the first day, 
and not your last. 

It controls us, 
now. 
It always did, 
We were just...Read More

Bound by the Unseen

Straps, and wire, 
cutting ropes…
that make you bleed. 
Not that anyone can see, 
but they are there. 

We all have them. 
Some are worse then others. 
Some have lives,
that never…
feel peace.
The word safe, 
never spoken. 
Unknown.

Be aware...Read More

Just Friends 
(friendly advances…gone wrong.)

Happy is a great way to be. 
Being saved is so true. 
It lifts the heart, 
and makes one want to sing, 
and makes others think
you are crazy. 

When saying things, 
“Hello”, 
“Goodbye”, 
“How are you...Read More

The Race

Click-ity clack, 
the wagon tools along, 
the road;
as fast as it can go. 
The wheel(s) barely…
hanging on. 

That is how we run through life, 
riding on three of four, 
or maybe half footed, 
left footed, 
or even…
three toed. 

Slow...Read More

My Kid Sister

I have one, 
or at least sort of. 
I have one, 
that I was never around…
growing up. 
Divided families do that, 
they get confused, 
and even lost. 

Traditions are hard to hold, 
and histories get distorted. 
The fact(s)…...Read More

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