Short Fathered Poems
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Oh to have that luminescence
Fathered by the incandescence
Flaring in to effervescence
When you're up on stage.
I am a world traveller.
I am a reputable cartographer and explorer.
I grand-fathered Google Maps.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
The old man advanced in senility
Slim chance of hand at fertility
But the call girl was great
Said he fathered her babe
Despite question of his virility
To the half witted and handsome prince
Was born a pair of fraternal twins
All through that fateful night
Glum and sleepless he sat
Confused who fathered one of the twins!
German composer Johann Sebastian Bach -
Emotive depth and his “blue notes” were his music’s bedrock.
Having fathered twenty children and always on his toes,
how did he ever find time to compose?
Reality pregnant
gestation released
Facts have been fathered
new mothers beseeched
The door to tomorrow
swings only one way
Birthing conception
—redemption belayed
(Dreamsleep: December, 2022)
An autodidact
I fathered many patents
I was born a slave
U.S. railways I designed
I stood tall until my grave
Those who never worked a day
Never had a bill to pay
Never fathered or mothered a child
Never a check-register reconciled
Just pursued the ‘meaning of life’
~ Hope they find it in the afterlife!
Religious votives
light a somber lair.
A hole I fathered
with rhinestones of doubt
and swatches of fault.
Sentinels loom -
vapid gargoyles
crouch in ghostly
contemplation
ogling my
handiwork.
Poised to pounce
when the
flames die
out.
We cut the country up in two,
Till family and friends I knew
We’re reddening the street
Beyond the barricade we threw
Up blocking their retreat.
And after we had over-run
The ancient order and begun
Another one as great,
I fathered fighting in a son,
Becoming what I hate.
We cut the country up in two,
Till family and friends I knew
We’re reddening the street
Beyond the barricade we threw
Up blocking their retreat.
And after we had over-run
The ancient order and begun
Another one as great,
I fathered fighting in a son,
Becoming what I hate.
Corner Office
Unlike his peers
his office holds
no photo of a wife
no indication that he has
fathered five
and probably
will father more.
There’s a silver ashtray, though,
and a tinkling chandelier
and carpeting
his wife would like
soars across the floor.
Donal Mahoney
Billy was a loner,
Rotten to the core.
Fathered by a bastard,
Mothered by a whore.
Grew up mean and dirty,
Took it on the chin.
Stole to make a living,
Killed to save his skin.
Sheriff caught him napping,
Hanged him from a tree.
All the preacher said was,
“Better him than me.”
I remember the smiles
From a thousand miles,
The crowd that gathered,
The smiling baby to be fathered,
The blessings made,
That their hopes do not fade,
I heard the general chorus,
The strength, the happiness, the force.
But a different group,
Came in a huge troop,
All, new faces of a different birth,
To witness a fallen strength.
It began with acoustics
The heart started to strum
A season designed for recluses
To play their autumn songs.
Fathered green and rustling
The last trembling leaf falls
Adding to the emotion
Of sounds born out of trees.
Nature plays with music
Swallowing the vine and breath
Reds and browns colliding
Into a crescendo of fresh soil.
Form:
I have a father
who denies me
A father denied by his father
A father who has fathered many
But, Fathered few
I am his child.
I’ll not deny him.
He has my love
though he denies it.
He has my grief
though he’d despise it.
I have a father
so little mine,
so little left, here.
I have a father.
I’ll keep him near.
A father to me
who is so dear.
G-iving an alibi or reason
R-esults to another miscue;
E-xcuses are just flimsy,
T-hey have little worth or value.
H-ow can giving an alibi
E-xempt one from liability?
L-iars are fathered by Satan, as they have no plausibility.
T-welfth of February Monday,
A-dmit your lapse neath the sky;
G-auzy plea pleases not God,
R-efrain from giving an
A-libi.
Business magnate and the world's second richest, Elon Musk.
Fathered soccer team; probably slaves away from dawn to dusk.
Reluctantly bought "Twitter" and reinstated banned folks outright.
Elongated debunked conspiracy theories by the Washington right.
Musk Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco
Date written: 01/22/2023
Now, you see your mislaid candy,
Still your very property and handy.
So, don’t words with your sister bandy
Nor repeat that her hair is sandy:
You might be saying she was The Thief,
Recklessly priming her for noisy grief;
For that’s what ‘Sandy’ supplies in brief
Whilst no daughter thief is fathered by a chief …
And-Alas!-you let candy your mind swirl
Whereas neither gender nor age makes you a girl.
Who am I?
A clergy once asked
Are you a drunken prophet?
Who is careless about every aspect of life?
No, you ain't
He doubted
?A forest gonzo who like to sing and dance to no rhythm?
It cant be, he replied soliloquiesly
Now tell, who are you?, he uttered
Then i said,
I am the summer leave
Fathered by wall gecko
In the midst of the 'wise fools'
Singing strange songs of the Syrians soldiers, I arrived
The very first time I got in the mood
and had a intercourse with my pen,
nine blank verses came to pass
before my thoughts spoken,
and I bear witness to the birth of
deep poetry verses back then.
I fathered these verses as they creep
until they mature to stanza then walk.
shortly after the silence of my writing
pad fill with potent word picture art.
Art that entertain the reader and
stitch the fabrics of many torn heart.
BLACK MADONNAS…
(For My Mother, Her Sisters And Mine Too)
The have toiled
In blood and pain:
Birth.
They have labored
In sun and rain;
Their tears
Have watered
Sunken graves:
Earth.
They are the ebony loins
From which we sprung:
Old
And
Young.
They are the guardians of our faith;
Surviving for our sake.
Without them, Precious Lord,
Where would we be?
Jesus! I thank God for the Mothers
Who have Fathered me!
Underrated Basil got a promotion
And it caused a commotion
Among luckless names for demotion
All of them restive and voicing the notion
Of An Elevation fathered by emotion…
They shall for the two wrongs raise a motion
Before the cause of their commotion:
A man you could enrapture with perfumed lotion,
That Bribery be distanced from Promotion
And Barefaced Trickery from Demotion.
Also, wages that should all please
And not a single soul displease.
I am a mother of two beautiful children
Who are fathered by a man who left only the memory of how hopelessness can feel?
Fore I am empty due to the hatred he shares with me
None the less I still can not forget; fore he is a ghost haunting my heart
He is my reminder on how much you can love some one and never be loved back
He is the reason for my weakness,
But I shall overcome, he will never defeat me
I will one day learn to hate him
For he has helped create me
Form:
I
caressed a silvered floor
With my slippers of gold
On a mansion mounted in the deep heart of the sea,
Imposed the day on the dull night
With the flip of my succulent fingers
When sleep became too afraid to be my guest,
wined with the wind
On a self-driven car
That flies and sails at will,
fathered countless parties
With endless spraying spree,
And registered my name
In the right corner of every mind.
Alas, just a dream in front of NAIRABET game-board.