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Son Prose Poems

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

Premium Member Happiness
“Dear Son,” She said, “Take my words as my last plead.”
 “Tell me, mother. What is it?”
 “Let me die peacefully, and I will not...

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Categories: prose, happiness,

Premium Member Longfellow's Hades
My aunt was a weirdo: she talked to trees, walked around the house naked and used to read me “The Metamorphoses” by Ovid and “The...

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Categories: prose, books, dream,


Historically and biblically true, first Abraham, Isaac,
Then Jacob, who loved
Joseph, his 11th son more than any other,
He was his beloved.
Joseph would interpret his father’s dreams,

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Categories: prose, family,


A man of much age sits on a tattered recliner in a halcyon
room that bears the wealth of well earned years, reminiscing
when there was never...

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Categories: character, dedication, i am,

Heart of a Rainbow
There’s someone with a pure heart 
so sky beautiful   ...   starlight celestial
Dressed in white clouds;
dove wind bleats the sound of an...

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Categories: prose, allegory, death, life, rain,

Daddys Lament
Write a Lament  is what they say So I’m going to tell you about the saddest day. 
It was summertime with parades in the...

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Categories: childhood, courage, death, devotion,

Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris
Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris...

Lovely bones long since disintegrated
into dustbin of genealogical history,
if still alive would rank as oldest person
clocking another one incremental increase
asper in chronological...

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Categories: prose, 8th grade, birth, family,

mr flim flam
Hey son of an evil witch
I got a hitch A big gun of a sitch' 
I saw you kissing Karla  
Under the umbrella of...

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Categories: prose, humor,



      - Junior piece...

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Categories: prose, father son, funny, humorous,

Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend
Spindleshanks Ain't No Legend...

But sits here donned in his foreign
aged (not so lovely) bag of bones
barely functioning surviving, but by
skin off his teeth, (which explains

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Categories: prose, 6th grade, 7th grade,

Excerpt of a burnt letter, So a child
Torn date

From the perfect son to his father:
So a child

you never knew with
what fanatical veneration
I listened to your every word.
For you were for me the...

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Categories: prose, devotion, father,

The Curse On My Lineage
In These Days, We Prayed

The Curse On My Linage 

Oh linage 
I now sit and wonder,
why thou have grown so slow in progress
And wasteful in...

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Categories: prose, adventure, africa, age, allusion,

Judas How Could You
Judas, how could you betray the Son of Man with a kiss for thirty pieces of silver? Judas, how could you not see that you...

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Categories: betrayal, death, god, heaven,

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

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Categories: easter,

Satellite love

Love  [ luhv ] 
i.e.  - Your love was like a drug rushin through my veins 
I got higher when we would play hurtful games 
I would cheat on...

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Categories: prose, best friend, black love,

Premium Member My Son's Resting Place
All paths lead back to this place
Where you rest in eternal peace
Today a white blanket of nature
Keeps you in God’s warm embrace

Snowflakes fall around me...

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Categories: prose, death, father son, grave,

Premium Member A Facebook Memory to My Son
My grief has morphed, Brooks...
It is not the deep machete cuts it was earlier...
Now it is more reflective...still biting...bleeding...barely healing wounds...but I can at times...

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Categories: father son, grief, love,

Dotard Trumpery handpicking Joshua Trump
Dotard Trumpery used to detest the "ery" excrescence ending his surname,
for its apocope he approached Megan Trump and poached her maiden name,
to which Joshua Trump,...

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Categories: prose, abuse, slam,

The bespectacled old man
Adjusted his spectacles and his hearing aids,
Positioned his walking stick
Inched forward as the caravan stuttered
Birthed at Aqua Caliente Station

Unable to make out

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Categories: prose, leadership, political,

Aborted Child
You said I was a dumbass cause I kept your unborn child
You sexing me like an animal, your going wild
You gave me three hundred dollars...

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Categories: prose, abortion, baby, mother son,