Mother Prose Poems
These Mother Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Mother. These are the best examples of Prose Mother poems written by international poets.
creation, god, time,
Consider God is a supernatural being who created our existence. Everything has a beginning and an end. The first atom of matter did not self...
CRAZY DIALOGUE BETWEEN FATHER AND SON
prose, father son, funny, humorous,
- Junior piece...
Ascending to Zero
And thus I wake from my 30 month slumber
Fuzzy headed and cotton-mouthed
As pristinely damaged as before my rest
When my Reaper drew our curtains closed
TEARS FOR YOU MOTHER
prose, angel, emotions,
you was my all
i had a ball
not your in the dust
i miss you too
for you this i do
stay strong and carry on
NO MOTHER LIKE YOU
prose, adventure, best friend, blessing,
where would we be
your the key
mabe my life heavenly
gave me the tools
am not a fool
to say this things you do
and done my repect you won
A Black Oak Tree
prose, april, creation, earth day,
A noble Black Oak tree stands tall and tranquil
Wearing brown, old and dried crumpled leaves
Withstanding all autumn and winter storms
Without any distress or any...
Cottage by river
prose, nature, river,
Cottage by whistling river beautiful, cozy and warm
Wreathed by Mother Earth in her seasons’ natural charm
Drenched in rain or covered in blanket of...
Two Dog Night
Two dog night
A stillness had crept in under a cloak
of finely sculptured snowflakes, descending
quietly from an oppressively heavy sky.
It blanketed deserted streets
A Flashback of the Day
After coming back from church last night, wishing everyone a Happy Easter, my sister's only wish was to watch The Greatest Showman. So, my mother...
The Woman in the Morning
christian, faith, for her,
THE WOMAN IN THE MORNING
As the quiet around her beckons her call upward,
she bows her head and begins her address to her Heavenly...
My Growing Up
prose, africa, art, growth,
Title: My growing up (episode one)
I was born to a native parents
I guess my mum was a woman of substance
Papa is so good
My Friend Roy
father, friend, love, marriage,
When you and I were children, many wonderful stories were read and told to us, ...
Human Identity: "I thirst" Jn 1928 ...
A POEM FOR MY MOTHER'S DAY
prose, 9th grade, childhood, daughter,
The day I heard you had died I had no idea what to feel
I was not happy, I was not sad, I was not numb
We Used To Go To The Store Together
prose, appreciation, funny, humorous, loss,
We used to go to the store together.
Picking out vegetables was her Glory,
‘Let’s get a nice, Vibrant one!
No, not that one, THIS one!’
She would say.
Is this all
prose, future, life, love, metaphor,
Is this all?
Life is a country, spread before us at birth, its
Vistas stretching beyond the horizon, full of
Mystery and anticipation.
In the distance lie...
ALLISON AND THE THREE ELVES
ALLISON AND THE THREE ELVES
Once upon a time, a talented young girl called Allison
Wandered through a dense and scary forest.
She passed a cottage which said...
prose, abuse, child abuse, hurt,
You represent the streets like only you do
But, hate the fact that you're and abuser too
You abused your children and tried to take their mother's...
africa, black african american,
My seasoned Iroko
The Olumo rock
Of my spine
The one who climbs
With one step
I salute you
Whose face is crisper
Bright, black stars, gold
prose, meaningful, metaphor, mirror, self,
Nothing and something
Empty and full
Everything is when I say so
No, when I think so
Wait -- no, when I feel so
Could desire be the father...