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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.


Consider God
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...

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Categories: creation, god, time,



CRAZY DIALOGUE BETWEEN FATHER AND SON

                

      - Junior piece...

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Categories: prose, father son, funny, humorous,

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

Living life...

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© Derek Chos  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: depression, introspection,

TEARS FOR YOU MOTHER
you was my all
my wall
i had a ball
growing up
 not your in the dust
i miss you too
for you this i do
stay strong and carry on
you...

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Categories: prose, angel, emotions,

NO MOTHER LIKE YOU
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
there's...

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Categories: prose, adventure, best friend, blessing,

Premium Member A Black Oak Tree
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...

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Categories: prose, april, creation, earth day,

Premium Member Cottage by 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...

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Categories: prose, nature, river,



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
...

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© Fred Clark  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: prose, destiny,

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...

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Categories: prose, conflict,

Premium Member The Woman in the Morning
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...

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Categories: christian, faith, for her,

My Growing Up
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 
I...

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Categories: prose, africa, art, growth,

My Friend Roy
When you and I were children, many wonderful stories were read and told to us,          ...

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Categories: father, friend, love, marriage,

52 Words
Human Identity: "I thirst" Jn 1928                   ...

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Categories: easter,

A POEM FOR MY MOTHER'S DAY

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
I...

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Categories: prose, 9th grade, childhood, daughter,

We Used To Go To The Store Together
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.
She...

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Categories: prose, appreciation, funny, humorous, loss,

Is this all
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...

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Categories: prose, future, life, love, metaphor,

Premium Member 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...

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Categories: fairy,

Domestic Abuser
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...

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Categories: prose, abuse, child abuse, hurt,

SWEET MOTHER
My seasoned Iroko
The Olumo rock
Of my spine
The one who climbs
Mount Kilimanjaro 
With one step
I salute you

Mother,
Whose face is crisper 
Than,
 Bright, black stars, gold
And,
Precious diamonds...

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Categories: africa, black african american,

What is
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...

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Categories: prose, meaningful, metaphor, mirror, self,


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