Long Housewife Poems

Ah the cake before the icing!!!!!! 

Notes:

Aimee Semple McPherson (October 9, 1890 – September 27, 1944), also known as Sister Aimee, was a Canadian born in Salford, Ontario. She was a Los Angeles–based evangelist and...

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I was a happy housewife and mother, and family was my world,
Like stars peeping at purple twilight, to see moonlight pearled.

My small children were in school, and my husband was a doctor,
As gold sunshine on...

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She is the one to have had no choices at all
Maybe to marry was her will, hers solely
Or maybe it was that of her family
In all, she did choose to bear it all 
For the...

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I was a competent, happy housewife, but that was before my husband died,
Leaving me to rear myriad children solo, as the lone star twinkles with pride.

John had left us a prosperous farm, with a lovely...

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A young girl stood at the school hall wall,
Some paper in her hand,
She shuffled her shoes while eyeing the views,
And the news on a notice board.
This space looks so impersonal, the wall so pale and...

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What went wrong?

Before both was co-creator of the human race
And were co-equal, in nature of their person and unique in function
As they co-exist in harmony as the co-creator of the family unit
As he said, you...

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A quarter, a dime, a nickel or the lowly penny once dropped from a careless hand was never safe from the prying eyes of the Miser. The wig-tips shoes in “Old Man “ style with...

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City Police

There are countless episodes and sagas of the city police, the men in blue...
In their sacred duty to serve and to protect, they are  life heroes come true...

Everyday, at times and places undesigned,...

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She bustles
her boys out of bed
grouse, groan, growl
groggy gripes
snarky snipes, as they squabble
their way to breakfast

Packs their lunch
crunch, smack, munch, they eat
hurry boys-
catch the bus
flurry and fuss all the way
outdoors, scuffing floors

She sighs, so
relieved, can't...

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...Harold was gob-smacked by all that he heard,
he struggle hard to find something to say,
his grandfather smirked, and then clear his throat,
“Now your grandma I didn’t meet that way.

“I first learned of her from your...

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Whisky Dixie was a girl from the state of Alabama 
Her mother was a housewife and her father was a farmer
She came into the world in a field full of corn
Her mother had been drinking...

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The Light from the Shadows

The light from the shadows of a thousand candles burning
The bright configuration of a lighthouse plainly warning
Plain sight considerations of a future that is forming 
Contrite observations of memories of the...

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The Florida of My Youth
By Franklin Price
10/12/2019

The Florida of long ago
The one when I was born
Was the one that I remember
And the one for which I mourn

Was a simple life back then
Merritt Island was my...

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Like the early morning mists 
That rise from the waters’ depths
Memories emerge in swirls and twists
Foggy shadows of lives past 
Of them all, childhood scenes outlast
‘Membrances of dear, familiar faces and  
Fragmented moments of...

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The morning paper is everywhere, the breakfast dishes, are here and there
Her feet up in the easy chair, the old man in his underwear
The phone starts ringing loud and clear, so hubby quickly disappears
When he...

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Time came when she could no longer afford her pretty makeup.
No money for saloon, she couldn’t imagine the kind of life she had given up.
And the child she gave birth to wasn’t brown skinned
So her...

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It was after Mom’s dad passed her mom bought canaries.
Grams felt life less lonely, I think, with their singing,
and gave her idea that flying the coop to
live close to my mom could be Southland for...

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A desperate housewife I knew
had such mundane housework to do.
Being so tired of it,
she decided to quit.
Then off to Las Vegas she flew.

Having always been such a lithe girl,
she thought “I’ll give dancing a whirl!”
Her...

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(Note: This is the introduction of a poem story I'm writing. This serves as the introduction to the key characters. The picture is hazy right now, but as time progresses, the characters will change from...

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As Spring turns into Summer
    The shift in temperatures
Tend to get a little warmer….
    Mother Nature calls
For her children of the forest
    To come out from...

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what is life that i must suffer for trusting and loving
i have received backlash instead of affection and tender arms
my own in laws disowned me yet my wife was God given
my very own dad sees...

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She is like words of thunder, a unique, intelligent, family oriented, physique human being
who sees life unseen, accomplish goals, and fulfill dreams, independent, daring, and will
stand her ground. She is bound to face situations, sexism,...

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By day she goes about
the weary business of her dreary life:
a housekeeper, bookkeeper, shopper, chef,
   chauffer for two active teens, and 
hostess of her husband’s dinner parties
      ...

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As Miss Luby watches from her window
a moving van backs up
the driveway across the street

BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!

its warning cry has a beacon-like effect
on the neighborhood
arousing interest from all corners
everything suddenly shaken...

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This is for all the independent women
to clutch your purses
You see, I have to tell you a little story 
You see once upon time 
on a vacation trip
Met clyde without bonnie
and he decided to trip.
Decided...

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