Short Foster Poems
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my mother
blood sweat tears
foster care
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Contest: Senryu
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Submitted by: Judy Konos
2019 was a disgrace
Refugees all over the place
We slam-shut our doors
To foster more wars
And caused the world to hate by race
my new foster mom
stays one step ahead of me
planting seeds of forgiveness;
unlike my step mom
who merely plowed up my heart
Fixed,
Focused,
Fortitude,
Fascinating,
Families foundation foster future.
2019 September 22
howmanysyllables
1,2,3,4,10
Mega church Earth,
Now's the hour, humanity,
Fills days with love, hope,
Peace bonds unite,
Foster futures now....
(25 syllables).
Uri had a little spoon
He stroked it with intent
And everywhere that Uri went
The spoons were proper bent
© Gail Foster 23rd March 2019
(Paint me a picture with your words)
Clear rivers of life
will flow through this handsome place
Colored with true love
© Adell Foster
Haiku-flowers and hummingbirds
Dripping with nectar
Baskets rampant with fushia
Honeyeaters feast
Margaret Foster. April 2012
flowers
foster
all
round
any
matter
whomever
whatever
whenever
wherever
whyever
however
be of
poetree
branching
len
all hail the world's bane
ludicrous caligula
terrible buffoon
riding on an ass, an ass
sliding on banana skins
© Gail Foster 20th January 2017
Honesty-an orphan lost in the streets of apathy-desperately seeking a foster home to find!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 August 2018
loves imaginings
call forth art; colour the dark
passion of shadow
with silver dust and fireflies
that flicker the lustred moon
© gail foster 2016
Love
born in the fire of youth
foster to preserve
lost to betrayal
regained in trust
through decades of growth
capitulate all
nevermore lose
love
The foster father and guardian is St. Joseph
The husband of Blessed Virgin Mary
The natures of our Lord Jesus Christ are True God and
True Man
11282011
from my cupboard fall
all the stripey flimsy bright
things I used to wear
some dull dreary mourning tide
hath made me drab as ashes
© Gail Foster 2016
Mothering Sunday
old men weeping, daffodils
at the graveyard gate
sons and daughters, motherless
everyone somebody's child
© Gail Foster 26th March 2017
feather light, sky bright
kite high in the firmament
the white doves of stars;
mystically, mistily
whispering our yesterdays
© Gail Foster 31st December 2016
after the guns stop
flowers from love letters fall
soft on no man’s ground
no glory be found in this
quietus of butterflies
© Gail Foster 11th November 2016
Spring in September
Buds and blossoms burgeoning
A land down under
contest
September-Your Choice
sponsor --Brian Strand
Margaret Foster Sept 2011
I miss the things that went before
Like journalism, and the law
That kept me safe, informed, and free
No-one left to speak for me
© Gail Foster 25th February 2017
our paradise, lost
strewn and scattered, dashed upon
the beaches, our dreams
harrowed by a demon wind
heaven, devastated, drowned
© Gail Foster 8th September 2017
winter, the poet
sad affections disordered
mourns in the morning
dead butterflies slaughtered by
the blunt blades of butterknives
© Gail Foster 18th November 2016
The budget though
I have to say
Does sound a bit so
Jam today
Jam for some, for
Others sorrow
Nothing left for
Jam tomorrow
© Gail Foster 23rd September 2022
in the laundry room of sky
the angels wash
the cloths of heaven
hang them on the clouds to dry
and then begin
their cosmic ironing
© Gail Foster 27th December 2016
Dust
drifting
coating sills
forlorn floating
motes
lost
lonely
abandoned
the empty room
sighs
contest: TURN ON THE LANTERNE
Margaret Foster Sept. 2011