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Mammas Poems - Poems about Mammas

daddy does the dishes now
...Daddy Does the Dishes Now Verse 1 Daddy does the dishes now And straighten my dresser drawers. He always lets the dog out Before he mops the floor. He knows he’ll have to let him in Before he ......

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Categories: mammas, guitar, lost love,
Form: Lyric
Mt Mother's Voice
...I rode by that old home place yesterday And noticed that the grass and weeds were tall I stopped the car and sat upon the wooden doorsteps And I thought I heard my mamma give me a call She said s......

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Categories: mammas, feelings,
Form: ABC



Meaning of Nothing
...More money makes themselvs better, Such fancy cloths and shoes made with real leather, They judge not knowing what happens behind the curtain, They dont see the lost soul hidden, Beneath the skin......

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Categories: mammas, appreciation, beautiful, bereavement, blessing,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member I Am Not His Property
...I wake up with a great startle. My Obama EarthTribe CoOperative WinWin GlobalVillage Dream was merely my hibernation. I dreamed we share richly valued properties from healthy-wealthy African Eld......

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Categories: mammas, body, culture, dream, earth,
Form: Political Verse
Our Reproductive System
...Long bearded men Each needs to read a chapter from handmaidstales One in two of us are women Our reproductive devices are own Men of church leave our vaginas Out of your remit To your dogma ......

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Categories: mammas, abortion, anger, betrayal, religion,
Form: Rhyme



Our Reproductive System
...Long bearded men Each needs to read a chapter from handmaidstales One in two of us are women Our reproductive devices are own Men of church leave our vaginas Out of your remit To your dogma ......

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Categories: mammas, america, betrayal, people, political,
Form: Rhyme
Bum Named William Prologue
...I met a bum named William. I sit with him today. We're on the corner of Quincy and a street called McKay. He'd been there for some years now and no that's not OK. He wears a tear stained shirt and on......

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Categories: mammas, america, culture, depression, giving,
Form: Blank verse
Melancholy
...hiding in the lap of this field, i can hear your barrel knocking at soil, chuckling at my ramshackled dreams it was you ,man you was my brother once , younger son of my mother, i can smell m......

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Categories: mammas, animal, betrayal, brother, death,
Form: Verse
Bear Creek '98
..._ a symphonic, folk rock, blues song 1. I'm an old man looking For the lost, best parts of me. I'm an old man looking For the lost, best parts of me. I'm looking in the places Where the people......

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Categories: mammas, change, conflict,
Form: Rhyme
Mama Take Me Home
...Mama take me away from blood kiss my cheek as mammas should, give my breath to those who died, wash my tongue for times I lied Sooth the souls of comrades dead, into battle bravely led, take......

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Categories: mammas, mother, son, war,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Mamma's Don'T Let Your Baby
...Mamma's don't let your baby Mamma's don't let your baby grow up to be a poet. With their broken heart out on their sleeve writing words to make sure that you know it. It starts with a love ......

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Categories: mammas, analogy, character, children, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Queen For a Day
...If I were queen for a day I would sit on my thrown loving myself and all that I own being pampered from head to toe traveling worldwide whereever i want to go If I were queen for a day I would ......

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Categories: mammas, day, fantasy, life,
Form: Rhyme
Love Rebounded Part 2
...They devour each other Their excuse for infidelity: familiarity How can it be wrong? Both taken, both taking Sickly forbidden fruit Followed by titanic guilt So much wrong Damage...done She......

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Categories: mammas, life, lost love, me,
Form: Carpe Diem
Premium Member Halloweens of Old
.... I remember when Halloweens Were all tricks and no treats. The farmers for the most, too poor To hand out many sweets. Our mama sometimes le......

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Categories: mammas,
Form: Narrative
I Wont Tell Mom
...i wont tell mom you snuck out last night since you're in such a fright still a little un polite because you got in a fight i didn't tell you to sneak out last night but hey you better come at......

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Categories: mammas, mom, me, night, light,
Form: Free verse

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