Short Family Reunion Poems
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Geo is an apple-polishing sycophant.
He’ll kill you too, says hard-of-hearing Grandpa Grant.
Confusing sycophant with psychopath, I guess.
The next family reunion is a horrible mess.
tasty foods at family reunion
fresh homegrown Iowa produce
blueberries and strawberries
orange pumpkins off the vine
farm fresh turkey eggs
corn on the cob
creamy milk
butter
salt
F-amily
R-eunion
I-n
T-ime
Z-ealously
E-ndorses
L-ovely
E-motion
B-y
U-sing
E-xciting
N-otable
G-lee
Topic: Birthday of Fritzel Ebueng (February 09)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Our first family reunion
without Grandma here.
Will it feel the same
as it did last year?
The family has all gathered.
The food is on our plates.
Wait a minute—what is this?
We all brought Grandma’s cake.
He was obnoxious almost to the point of repulsive
Constant banter escaped his always yapping jowls
He gave you no space or peace, monopolizing all conversation
Many stopped attending family reunions due to this brazen boor
She was ready to marry Jim.
Until she attended his family reunion.
Twins were all over the place.
Three or four sets of them.
Plus two sets of triplets.
Everyone laughed when the quintuplets arrived.
She ran off screaming!
Taught to be formal with handshake
Unique circumstances at the workplace
Turned us into allies and friends
One for all all for one we blend
Yes we both joined the union
Even went to worship had communion
Respect and love like family reunion
She walked into the family reunion with pink and purple hair.
And enough green eye liner to challenge the fur on a boar.
Who is that with fake eyelashes? Someone asked me.
I turned and recognized her under the spider façade.
She is my granddaughter, I told them. Wondering who they were.
Snow and snowmen.....
what about mince pies
and a slice of Morecambe and Wise?
Crackers, food and parties,
with gingerbread, grapes and drums.
Performing plays in seasonal costumes.
Decorations hang around a family reunion.
Charity definitely begins at home.
....so pass the chocolate biscuits!
The cousins' fiddle duet plays Danny Boy
and summons the memory of a Danny dead 40 years.
Aunt looks to see if Uncle will share her memory
of their momentary boy,
But he is busy sharing photos of other memories
and does not hear.
Note: My cousin Danny died when he was just a toddler and I never knew him.
Reunion of friends
Family, a crowd
Her fiftieth trends
Of her, we're proud
A model, she struts
Resplendent in blue
With signature, guts
Astride husband, true
Past, present, apart
To feast and dance
Next chapter to start
A risk, another chance
Ensues a warm glow
Asking, when next?
Meetings may flow
Pray not a mere text
In Family Reunion these thoughts I deride
all love that is given is blessed from inside
a hand that is passed from father to son
will hold a caress that is better than none
the love of a Mother, Sister and Daughter
will link to make problems smaller and shorter
the dance of your Cousins, Sisters and Aunts
A confidance booster that never says can't
life is not fair
life is a crock
life is a sham
life is a curse
everyone is out to get you
no one stood up for me
no one cares about me
no one ever liked me.
Herbert has made up his mind.
he wants me to stay and convince him that he is wrong.
I used to waste my time with this.
now I excuse myself
and hide at the other end of the family reunion.
I can handle this
but I’ll first need a glass of wine
I need to loosen up
gather my strength
wind down
I can handle this
bit of socializing
all this gasbagging
though little painful
I can handle it
Just another glass of wine
I can handle this
keep the refills coming
I sure hope I can handle
another family reunion
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
849.
My Easter Sunday 2023
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my OLSP Chorale Family
During the “Easter Sunday Mass” in our county
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my Hachuela Family
During our “Family Reunion” in our municipality
This Easter Sunday 2023
I'm with my family
During this “Araw ng Kagitingan” in our country.
-04/09/2023
(Dumarao)
*Easter Sunday
midst love flames, bliss glows
blest family reunion …
fiery thanksgiving*
*Revelation 7:12 Saying, Amen: Blessing, and glory, and wisdom, and thanksgiving, and honour, and power, and might, be unto our God for ever and ever. Amen.
December 16, 2019
3rd place, "Writing Challenge, December Senryu" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart - Wiishkobi Ode; judged on 12/24/2019.
A nestbeschmutzer
Someone who craps where they eat
Who steps in feet first
“Say no” co-worker
To someone who asks you out
Condescendingly
Don't make a mess where
You make love, sleep and undress
You might have success
No nepotism
At the family reunion
Leave that one alone
Don’t act badly here
(Proverbial idiom)
Where you live, work, play
Don’t cause trouble here
A place you frequently go
Don’t crap where you eat
she was always in a rush
in a perpetually constant big hurry
never slowing down even slightly
too busy to get a cup of coffee
or catch up on the news
rushing frantically from place to place
too busy to lie in the grass or drink a tea
volunteering to help everyone else
never stopping to help herself
finally agreeing to show up at a family reunion
texting that she is on her way
her last text
her last ping
I will be there in a ……
What do you call him?
My cousin Gertie smirked a bit. You go first, she said.
We call him blue-eyed-stare-boy
I call him the weirdy cat.
He is a distant cousin.
Comes to our family reunion once a year.
Never speaks.
We have tried and tried.
I do not think he ever blinks Gertie said.
I don’t think he knows English, I said.
Distant cousin did not waste time with either of us.
Did not speak and did not want to.
Giving us both the creeps.
What do you call him?
My cousin Gertie smirked a bit. You go first, she said.
We call him blue-eyed-stare-boy
I call him the weirdy cat.
He is a distant cousin.
Comes to our family reunion once a year.
Never speaks.
We have tried and tried.
I do not think he ever blinks Gertie said.
I don’t think he knows English, I said.
Distant cousin did not waste time with either of us.
Did not speak and did not want to.
Giving us both the creeps.
Home Is Where The Heart Is
Oh my goodness
"Lets Party, Family Reunion"
Family of 10
Its all good, we stay close knit
Look forward to cookouts
Mardi Gras here is a big hit
Our seafood is the best, fresh from the bayou
My moms the best cook
Shrimp boulettes, jambalaya, just to name a few
Born on the bayou, its in my blood
Could never leave here
Louisiana is where I spent my girlhood
Written by: Debra Falgout
Contest by "SKAT"
a labyrinth of emotions
parading in and out and all about
no one can pinpoint just one at a time
if they say they can, they are lying
feelings cannot be pulled apart like monkey bread
I can have ten different feelings at a family reunion
depending upon who is walking toward me
and who is walking away
It is irrational to think we can choose only one at a time
I can feel excited, tired, happy, sad, angry and mad simultaneously
can’t you?
Let’s stay at Oinkington Inn the easily pleased relative said.
Her husband looked at brochure and said I’d rather be dead.
The pigs are lovely, she replied. There is nothing to dread.
He told her to go to her family reunion with her cousin Ned.
The sows and hogs were truly placated and fine.
We visited them near an old abandoned crystal mine.
You should come next time to the reunion, she said.
Best part is, a sow ran off with my mean cousin Ned.
Family sitting
at the feet of the humble
bonfire or around
of the sumptuous fireplace,
looking sparks of fire
or counting the stars ...
Telling stories,
talking jokes, baloney ...
Forgetting the mistakes,
forgiving the sins,
purging disappointments,
smiling for life!
United family,
supporting the present,
planning together the future,
harmonizing ...!
I
After prayer and shouting joyful noises to Jesus, I came to know He didn't mind
II
Messages come with unknown texts. Today, after a year, this cell updated Pastor Max, from Lenasia. I thank my LORD I didn't block his message: How are you? It felt like a family reunion, PTL
NOTE:. Pastor Max speaks Sesotho and leads the afternoon worship, Sundays at CRC, Johannesburg (CRC: Christian Revival Center, independent). Shalom shalom in our Prince of Peace, Jesus Christ