Love Family Poems - Poems about Love Family

FOUR YEARS STILL STANDING

FOUR YEARS, STILL STANDING

Four years bleeding, four years bruised,
Four years fighting, four years used.
Carried the weight till my back near broke,
Choked on silence, swallowed the smoke.



Four years of bills and sleepless nights,
Four years swinging at shadows and lies.
Loved and lost, trust turned thin,
Hiding the chaos I’m drowning in.



Four years scraping, hand to mouth,
Hope ran dry,

Family Love Family Scars

is it ethical
if he says he hates his family?
they did him wrong but then the world will say-
"god help this child possessed by the spirit
he's the one in the wrong".

he tries to find a reason to love them,
because he is in debt for raising the man he is now
but then again, they reminds him-
his existence

stranger

then one day,
a stranger will walk into your life.
before you know it, rambling conversation
will turn into late night laughs
that turns into meeting families
that turns into creating a family.
only little you knew,
how much this person would mean to you
and,
while you’ve known them such a short time
you feel like you’ve loved them a lifetime

Beneath the Leaves

Beneath the warm sun, we wander
through the tangled branches
my grandfather's hands gentle,
like the tree itself, rooted and wise

He points to a ripe fig,
its skin a the color of a jewel.
I reach, as he coaches me
ripe and unripe

Conversation is exchanged
his grumbly Italian voice echos
like a simple song on the summer day

He tells stories under the shade,

Mother's Kitchen

the greatest classroom 
I ever sat in 
was my mother's kitchen 

she said 
give what you want 
if you get it back stay 
if you don't leave

she said 
you might not ever get a degree in law
but you damn well better 
get a degree in people

she said 
you cannot 
have an independent mouth 
and a

Hey Dad!

Hey Dad!

Hey Dad! Is that you knocking at the door outside?
I'm excited to let you know how great was my first horse ride.
Mom was waiting for you on the couch — another quiet night.
Is your job so hard? Well, I hope everything's alright.
Good night Dad.

Hey Dad! Today's my 7th birthday!
My friends were looking for you

Home no more

Our childhood home in old Monroe 
Is now home to someone I do not know
I knocked once but was left standing 
Alone and waiting on the patio 
Like when we waited for Dad many years ago
My family sold it when they up and moved away 
Under some spell or hopeful for a change 
Sometimes people

You are My Poetry

When I am with you,
words melt like sugar in tea—
too sweet to hold, too warm to grasp.
The verses stop on my tongue,
because you are the poem my heart has sung

But when you’re away,
ink spills in your absence,
lines flow like longing,
stanzas stretch like empty arms,
and every metaphor
becomes a bridge back to you.

You are the silence between

You are My Poetry

When I am with you,
words melt like sugar in tea—
too sweet to hold, too warm to grasp.
The verses stop on my tongue,
because you are the poem my heart has sung

But when you’re away,
ink spills in your absence,
lines flow like longing,
stanzas stretch like empty arms,
and every metaphor
becomes a bridge back to you.

You are the silence between

Dad's Ties: Eulogy

A signature move
A classical look
Whether shopping down town
Or just reading a book

You would never undress
That space round your neck
A gent to the last
A quick twizzle and check

Your knots were so tidy
All shapely and neat
A full Windsor for sure
Always sharp and replete

Never unkempt 
Was the message you'd send
The Master of Ties
Straight and true 'til the end

I

The gander who wanted more goslings

“Today, we again failed to reproduce,”
said the gander to the goose.
“If we wanna keep up with the drake and the duck,
we gotta do more than ~ just depend on luck.
We gotta actually let something hang loose.”

The Strings of Memories

Amiable and jolly, tireless but fun
The unerasable convivial one
Appreciative for what you rendered.
That is how you are remembered.
The fits of laughter that you gave once 
As we beamed through your simple jest ,    
The epicure side of you reminds us of you best.
When we relish anything you liked once,
Only the moments that can be clinged to,
Collection of

Before Time Stole Me Away

in another world
she wakes to quiet
no echoes of my childhood laughter
no midnight cries
no tiny hands pulling at time
she walks with a lighter step
the weight of motherhood never settling
on the curve of her spine
in this new life
her eyes aren’t tired
and her dreams aren’t transferred to me
they stay stitched to her ribs
not sacrificed
at the altar of my

Awe Family

My husband is over protective.
Less stress is his doctor's objective.
But with two teens at home,
Always on the damn phone,
"Let go" isn't always effective!

My teen daughter is always respectful.
But with chores she is ever forgetful.
Leaving notes doesn't help,
So I tried Grampas belt,
Now we laugh on the floor as we wrestle!

Too many pets with too many holes!
What

Half Full

You won't find more
Of my love at
The bottom of
That glass.

For it exists
When it's full, and
Still when it's 
Empty.

Tries hold
My hopes.
Cans fill
My bottled
Up expectations.

The line we walk
Is narrow and stumbling,
But you always will walk
Straight into my heart. 

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