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Spring Mother Son Poems

These Spring Mother Son poems are examples of Mother Son poems about Spring. These are the best examples of Mother Son Spring poems written by international poets.


Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call
Villanelle: Remembering Not to Call
by Michael R. Burch

(a villanelle permitting mourning, for my mother, Christine Ena Burch)

The hardest thing of all,
after telling her everything,
is remembering...

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Categories: mother son, absence, children, death, eulogy,



Mother
Virgin mother of spring and maiden of light  
Once fallen offspring of your splendorous son 
Humbled and now exalted above the height 
Shining down...

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Categories: mother son, bird, mother, mother daughter,

The Book
Pages I open each day
Under the sun that burns the hay
Verses I read and pray
Over a bun of bread I lay

Memories written below my chest
Strokes...

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Categories: mother son, appreciation, dedication, mother, mother

Yellow Field of Wheat
The Angel of Death skims blacker than tar
A skeletal knock overturning a bowl of oats
Smelling of frankincense and ashes
To carry you to a yellow field...

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Categories: mother son, angel, child, color, death,

Premium Member Mom
Mesh
Of my window screen
In spring
Licked from the inside by our inherited old lady

She is made of bird bones
White whiskers
Wearing her oversized fur coat in the...

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Categories: mother son, age, cat, endurance, freedom,



My Macbeth
The night is cold 
Its calmness is bold
Spring doth fold 
In its manifold
My-my-my baby's not old

Your tender smiles
Make my moonlight shines
Your pretty eyes
Make my morning...

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Categories: mother son, baby, birth, care, death,

Premium Member Poem of My Soul
In times of darkness,
When time is like raging seas,
my mum Is the lighthouse,
illuminating the skies,
guiding me to the shore.

There is an art to motherhood.
A paradise...

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Categories: mother, mother son, mothers

Final Lullaby
Final Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for my mother, Christine Ena Burch

Sleep peacefully—for now your suffering’s over.

Sleep peacefully—immune to all distress,
like pebbles unaware of raging waves.

Sleep peacefully—like...

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Categories: mother son, death, eulogy, funeral, Lullaby,

Family Poems
Family Poems

Mother's Smile
by Michael R. Burch

There never was a fonder smile
than mother's smile, no softer touch
than mother's touch. So sleep awhile
and know she loves you...

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Categories: mother son, child, childhood, family, father,

Haiku 1
The Original Sin: Rhyming Haiku!
 
Haiku
should never rhyme:
it’s a crime!
-Michael R. Burch
 
The herons stand,
sentry-like, at attention ...
rigid observers of some unknown command.
-Michael R. Burch
...

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Categories: mother son, family, heart, love, mother

Sappho's Lullaby
Sappho's Lullaby
by Michael R. Burch

for Jeremy

Hushed yet melodic, the hills and the valleys
sleep unaware of the nightingale's call
while the dew-laden lilies lie
listening, 
glistening...
this is their...

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Categories: mother son, desire, Lullaby, moon, mother

All My Children
All My Children
by Michael R. Burch
 
It is May now, gentle May,
and the sun shines pleasantly
upon the blousy flowers
of this backyard cemet'ry,
upon my children as...

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Categories: mother son, bereavement, child, childhood, children,

Premium Member First Sunrise Service
My first great faith journey
involved exiting EarthMother's nighttime womb,
without even a first language
except what RightBrain inherited
from noticing emotive taste and feel
and healthy/pathological touch
memories prehistorically Win/Win
and...

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Categories: mother son, earth day, health, integrity,

Another Attempt To Conjecture How I Came Tubby Me
This aggrieved papa
of two progeny, (female)
holed himself in a
rigorously fortified fail
safe impregnable invisible monastery
barely room enough to exhale

decades before their conception,
when I hapt tubby
more hearty...

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Categories: mother son, baby, desire, education, fire,

A Mother's Son
Some mother
Under a dark blue spring night sky
looks out her simple window,
past the old curtains which she’s had since the kids came along...

She’s washed all...

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Categories: boy, family, mother son,


Book: Shattered Sighs