Long Babysitters Poems

This poem is about how I feel the world has betrayed at most every turn.

I received my awakening,
About the age of three,
Too young for understanding,
Of why it was me.
A house full of roaches,
A room shared...

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I can imagine a civilized  society without policemen;                          ...

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I remember my mom having a collection of hats she stored under her bed.
For any occasion that could arise…she had a hat to set atop her head.

Moms of today are different…often they go out with...

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When I was young my mom, like most women, donned a hat when she went out.
Dad said it added to her beauty…of this I had no doubt.

My mom had a collection of hats she stored...

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Hillary drives a vehicle to the south pole,
Gibson gives us the Flying V.
In football we can now score an extra two points,
and Legos blocks first hit the street.

50 inches of snow on Mason Dixon line,
no...

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Written 7 March 2014
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Bruce and Jennie, both were 10,
Had been playmates all their lives.
One day, Bruce proclaimed,
“Jennie… most good men have wives.”

He professed his love for her.
Jennie said she loved him too.
They decided that getting...

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Creatures of the sea, all beautiful and fair. 
A thought comes to mind, what if they swam in the air? 
Would we swat fish away as we do with bugs  
Or tentacle arms always...

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I'm proud of you,
And I love you.
You are:
Calm,
Confident,
Kind
Well-reasoned, 
Reserved,
Gentle,
Humble,
Thoughtful,
Intelligent,
Insightful, 
Observant,
And
Articulate.
You exercise sound judgment,
And have a good sense of humor.
You are independent.
Repeatedly, you've shown
You can make a plan
And execute it.
You've found a kind, intelligent, empathic mate....

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I used to baby-sit a lot, when I was young
I was a well sort after young miss
I get on really well with kids
And they liked the babysitters kiss.

Each small child I put to bed
A story...

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I would like to ask, "just what is your problem?"
Too great a task, to narrow it down to one
Your empty mind, from where those twisted words come
Don't think before you speak, you just let them...

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three generations of mothers created a fourth-
    mine, my children's, my grandchildren's
         between the late fifties and April this year
    I...

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All are fastest for best or worse,
	Working in those spaces of speed;
Some with useless massive numbers
	And with quarrel force in its own,
Some with explosive greatest of beauty
	Uncontrollable, more or less.

For a world that we created,
	Time...

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 My dear grandpop and grandma pop
 Took a short vacation   
I remember how my mom felt
Full of frustration

Mom depended on them so much
Babysitters were they 
Days, nights and...

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When did the concept of family become
a tired cliché of phased-out tradition
in need of redefining?

And when did we abandon our parental duties
to glorified babysitters with no real interest
in our childrens' physical and emotional development
outside of...

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My first memory is of a little, yellow house,
Just a few blocks away from the school playground.
I was only three or four, so whenever I’d go out
One of my older brothers would have to be...

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Welcome to Chicago!
Where women march like soldiers 
in their tennis shoes, wearing their stuffy suits

Welcome to the windy city.
The women dare not wear full skirts.
Their high heels are in their desk drawer

Welcome to the Magnificent...

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A lot of parents these days are self absorbed self glorified babysitters
Raising a youth with no standards or morales, without limitations
A fantasy reality with no self regard, and no intellectual education
We are part of the...

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(This is a fictional poem)

When it comes to my parents, I'm still angry and bitter.
I'm a thirty-six year old man and they still hire babysitters.
The babysitters treat me like a child and they suffer my...

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