Grandmother Prose Poetry Poems
These Grandmother Prose Poetry poems are examples of Prose Poetry poems about Grandmother. These are the best examples of Prose Poetry Grandmother poems written by international poets.
Twelve and Kind-Hearted Categories: grandchild, grandmother, grandson,
He is twelve and kind-hearted.
I agree to try another video game because I love him.
He keeps giving me glowing reviews.
“You are doing well, grandma!”
Put it in your Room my Dad Orders Categories: scary,
Loveable clowns. Doing tricks. Exciting grownups.
I am four. They terrify me. Their faces looks weird.
I hate their red lips.
Reminds me of blood.
More afraid of them...
Incessant Talkers Bother Me Categories: 10th grade, 11th grade,
incessant talkers bother me.
I leave the room upon their arrival,
not caring if I hurt their feelings, for I know they
do not notice, it always being...
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...
Dream Series: Naughty Grandmas XXX Categories: age, dream, funny, grandmother,
Last night I dreamed Rhonda and I were so desperate for income that we either started or were hired by a grandma sex hotline.
Baby Girl Categories: baby, daughter, father daughter,
Your smile is my ray of hope
The light at the end of my tunnel
The rainbow on my cloudy day
Your smile my daughter...
In PostTrumpian Times Categories: culture, health, history, humor,
Once upon a time
Earth was formed
by Yang light radiance
and Yin moonlight flow of tidal grace.
From Her Eastern hemisphere tidal waves
and deep ocean rivers,
prevailing winds and...
Thanks GRANDMA Categories: care, childhood, cute love,
I don't know when it happened.
I don't know when she came,
But she's the one I always knew,
Grandma was her name.
She taught me how to tie...
Summer '72 Categories: grandmother, memory, mental illness,
There was an oak tree in the front yard,
and my baseball in the gutter,
there was a cookie jar full of cookies,
made with Crisco, never butter.
Listening for FireStorms Categories: absence, blessing, happiness, health,
Always respect this combination of fire and wind,
she tentatively said,
after having listened for healthy and pathological winds
regenerating and degenerating,
investing in and divesting of,
yeasty flames of...
A Day Well Finished Categories: moon, native american, night,
A Day Well Finished
At the closing of the day:
As the shadows fade from light.
I pause for a moment to pray;
Before welcoming in the night.
Each and Every Earth Day Categories: creation, culture, earth, earth
in the NorthWestern Hemisphere,
each Earth Day's EgoCenter
includes a Bicycle Warrior for True EcoLogic,
in South and Eastern Hemispheres,
each Earth Day and Full GrandMother Moon
Earth's Final Answer Categories: beauty, earth day, health,
or more likely under-valuing,
how to regeneratively suffer loss
may never have learned to face our universal fear of death
as a badge of permaculturing respect,
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...
Kathleen Categories: character, death, grandmother,
Similar yet different
because I am.
this strong Irish name for a
weak Sicilian nonna.
Heart it was.
Children’s laughter killed her,
roared his grief.
Life According To Me Categories: evil, god, grandparents, marriage,
Life According To Me
I have observed that some of the shortest lives contributed so much more than most. We all have known of many...
Doc Categories: family, grandmother, love,
By Curtis Johnson
God made the mold, locked it up, and threw away the key. ...
My grandmother's diary Categories: age, family, grandmother, identity,
Now that am older
I seek more answers
In the same manner I did
Those days gone, of fetching firewood to cook a cherished...
What My Grandma Said Categories: adventure, child, childhood, family,
What My Grandma Said
By Curtis Johnson
I never knew her as a big talker
She was to me a great listener
She was also a great observer
What My Grandma Taught me Categories: family, grandchild, grandmother, love,
What My Grandma Taught Me
By Curtis Johnson
No. She never sat me down and said, ...