Grandfather Prose Poetry Poems
These Grandfather Prose Poetry poems are examples of Prose Poetry poems about Grandfather. These are the best examples of Prose Poetry Grandfather poems written by international poets.
Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris Categories: 8th grade, birth, family,
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...
First Farewell Categories: grandfather,
We wrapped a long length of red holy cloth around
his body, slung him between two green bamboo poles,
and carried him to the edge of the...
THE SOUL OF LIGHT Categories: beautiful, light,
When the roads open their eyes, all the blue fish come to my sea. The road is a smile exits its pink ear from...
If Heaven Has a Garden Categories: garden, grandfather, heaven,
Footprints through his garden.
My uncle and I once played tag
amongst his greenery;
With muddied shoes
and fear getting
the best of me
I had shaken my...
My grandfather's rose bush Categories: england, family, grandfather, tribute,
Grandfather's rose bushes
My grandfather loved his roses. He would care for them and ensure they survived the Winter. He was...
The Renegade Who Got Away Categories: corruption, courage, endurance, freedom,
I'm American, a Cherokee.
The white settlers slaughtered our families
on the Trail of Tears.
Our women escaped the white settlers
between the sheets.
We stumbled along the dusty roads,
Untimely Silence Categories: depression, destiny, grief, health,
Most folks I loved
died when I was in my thirties.
Not just people,
but our San Francisco bohemian mecca lifestyle,
our 365 days and nights celebration
turned into an...
YOU ARE NOT Categories: abuse, child abuse, childhood,
Yes you, if you were still here I'd yell at you
I'd go to you
I'd look at you and show you I am still here
African Silence Categories: abuse, africa, conflict, culture,
Since when have you been speaking?
Like a thunder you have been
In which language have you been teaching?
Like a master you had seen
My son saying...
ReGenesis Peerage Categories: beauty, culture, earth, earth
If MoonLight frames GrandMother,
and GrandFather radiates SolarPower of Synthesis
then Mother emerges as Earth’s BiLaterally yin-yin
win-win FlowingSpinning Rivers
baptizing embryonic holonic ecosystems,
and Father emerges as Universe’s DNA-Yang...
If I Had Cancer Categories: bereavement, courage, dark, death,
The Big C
If I had cancer I would cry
Brother, mother, grandfather
Lost to this disease
Firsthand knowledge not a gift
Could it be a lie?
If I had cancer...
Body meet Avalanche Categories: absence, age, brother, childhood,
I was a prophet, wrapped in my mothers arms
brightest eyes that saw a darkened world
my brother was the halo figure, a golden arm for slingshots
Wood Carving Categories: childhood, grandfather, nostalgia,
He sits there, not quite motionless, for
even the comfortable must alter their
Slow Down the Clock Categories: age, body, grandfather, health,
When we get old with arthritis in our bones we make thoughtful decisions about the use of our time. We can amuse our grandchildren while...
Suicide: A Path to Freedom Categories: grandfather, suicide,
Why is it when someone go kill them self
That they always have to go for such a violent way?
Is your life so miserable?
Way Down South Categories: childhood,
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: Way Down South
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
My Dearest Daughter Categories: daughter, prejudice, universe,
My Dearest Daughter
Melanie, dear Melanie, I know that you know my thoughts
are always about you, my concerns are always for you,
my heartache weeps for you,...
The clock strikes twelve Categories: beautiful, for her, i
The clock strikes twelve
and it is time for her to go now,
I hold her for another hour;
she tells me she really has to be going,
Your My Dear Friend Categories: community, culture, dad, daughter,
We have been together
treasured joy now for many years
we trust each other with our
emotions, with affection, tears,
Any day when you are sick or hurting
The Novelist Categories: allegory, beautiful,
'Twas the night of that particular evening whose noon-tide bade wondrous twilights and whose moon suffused in its consummated prophecy. Men perched themselves around balefully...