Short Grandpas Poems

Family 
All
Around
What
A way
To go
On...

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Cookie baking fools
 cheek pinching mall walking kind
 leaves grandpas behind...

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A bible stand stood verily high -
these words won’t die.
Central pages of art.
Grandma’s Jesus would give me a heart.

1/7/2020
Clerihew Contest
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh...

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Always wondered why Grandpas always took naps
Now that I'm old, I no longer wonder bout these chaps
No choice, it's part
Of being an old fart
From one to the next, not much time has elapsed...

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This is what they used to do,
Grandpa's made their own rules,
Sit on verandah on sunny morn,
Read the sport, paper at dawn,
Then to read the obituaries,
Ensure still alive, you see,
Finally, they passed to glory,
Grandpas so loved, their story!...

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All Republicans
All Democrats
All Liberals
All men
All women
All Irish
All Blacks
All Germans
All Whites
All grandmas
All grandpas
All gays
All policemen
All transgenders
All pedophiles 
Prejudice, bigotry and ignorance often begin with the same word....

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Cantankerous Grandpa

Snappy
Pappy

Jolly Old Fellow

Happy
Pappy

Overly-Sentimental Grandpa

Sappy
Pappy

Diapered Grandpa

Nappy
Pappy

Naptime for Grandpa

Pappy
Nappy



May 4, 2021
for Brian Strand's the 'ALL YOURS (May 5)' Poetry Contest...

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Hipster Grandpa

Rappy 
Pappy

Delirious Grandpa

Wappy
Pappy

Grandpa with Wings

Flappy
Pappy

Enthusiastic Grandpa

Clappy
Pappy

Bad Grandpa

Crappy
Pappy

Laptop for Grandpa

Pappy
Lappy

May 4, 2021
For Brian Strand's All Yours (May 7) Poetry Contest...

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What a gorgeous ring! It is your engagement ring, right?
grandma gave me a smile. Tears made her brown eyes quite bright.
Remember the words grandpa said? I asked her, that October night.
She shook her head no; which to me was a sad sight.
Alzheimer’s had taken away much of grandma’s sweet light....

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Junkyard cat 
escaping every human
climbing over Plymouths and Dodges,
Hiding in rusty jalopies 
that used to carry Grandpas
to potential grandma’s for courting.

Junkyard cat
slinking in and out
Hoping an old woman
will take pity and leave food
She rarely does
Thinking that might
Curb your mousing...

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My grandfather put up the swing when he courted grandma
I know it had a history only known to the two of them
It was always there, in the thirty-seven years I knew them.

The day grandfather died, I watched the swing fly up in the air
Grandma materialized briefly and smiled at me.
That’s how I knew he had made it to heaven....

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Pure possibility plays
Among the shorter shelves.
Here can be quickly glanced,
Quite easily, per chance:

Glittering, spinning castles,
With multi-colored shrubs;
Space-suited clowns,
Juggling throwing stars;
A grinning seahorse bobbing
Weightless in thin air;
Alleys winding dark and light,
With neon-green monsters;
Kindly white-haired grandpas,
Speaking distant dialects....

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I wish high school home teams never lost
I wish back road flyin kids never got caught
I wish the price of gas was low 
I wish parks didn't have no closing time
I Wish I could learn to drive again
I wish Country music still got played on Country radio
I wish good dogs never got grey and old
I wish farms never got sold
I wish every state had a paradise
I wish, I wish grandpas dever died...

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I miss visits from my children
Who now have families of their own
Photos of kids on the internet
Precious moments now shared by phone

I miss my mom and my dad
My brother and sisters, too
Separated by so many miles
Communications are shortened and few

I miss my grandmas and grandpas
Loved ones have been laid to rest
Remembering yearly gatherings
Days I cherished and truly loved best...

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You are only a figment 
of my immagination
But later in life
When I meet your mother
You'll become my flesh and blood
A girl a boy
It does'nt really matter
My love will be the same
As you grow into adulthood

Thinking of a family of your own

Agirl a boy 
It does'nt really matter
My love will be the same
As soon as I grow up
I'll meet your grandma
And my wish
Will finally come true...

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silence on the seas
massive seismic surge follows
when continents shift

earth’s distinct contour 
erupts from out the ocean
forming Hartland Quay

layered, jagged cliffs
before time began for us
join in upheaval 

shipwrecks indicate
transition under the sea
earthquakes unnoticed

silence grandpas can't recall
pre-ancestral change at all

May 8, 2023

Joanna Daniel / Haiku Sonnet...

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Ghosts and Goblins all astir.
Dressed up in her mama’s fur.
S’posed to be a burly bear
But there’s a little girl in there.
Mommy and Daddy having fun
With this child that’s only one.
Asking for treats, no tricks in mind.
Loaded with loot of every kind.
Grandmas and grandpas, uncles and aunts
Give this sweet bear anything she wants.
Jack o'lanterns lead to next candy foray.
Who's having more fun on this Halloween day?

Joyce...

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grandpa’s pride on the water
sitting by the dock of the bay
barely lassoed, relaxed and happy

reflecting calm waters
not a breeze in sight
worries dissipate

catfish smell
a slumbering peacefulness
I know God is at the helm

A small ripple
Splash!
the world is waking up

I open my eyes and see grandpa disappearing
There is his smile
I love you I tell him

Gone fifteen years
but as long as I have his boat
never really gone....

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Wish you were here,
Though your time has come;
The days seem so shorter,
Since you've been gone.

You have not failed us,
As you have gave it your all.
Family will now guide you,
No need to fear the call.

You have chose selfless actions
Among family gone before
The clouds have started moving
The skies are all so clear.

So take your place in Glory
As your fight is through
You will be reminisced furthermore
For this moment and forever more!...

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Grandpa’s magic bubbles make the world spin a bit faster.
We see the longevity, for it makes peons turn into a master.
They learn new ways to set the world on fire as they spin.
We are now in a refreshing state, where experts are in.

Grandpa was a prophet, a sage, a sharp wizard too.
He can upright the mountain with a kick of his shoe.
He is a contender for the title role of the ruler of choice.
Unless he runs into Mother Nature, whose name is Joyce....

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A runny nose needs tissues.
A hungry mouth needs food.
A bottom needs a diaper change
Whenever it  has pooed.

In winter, hands need mittens.
In snow, feet need some boots.
These aren't up for maybes;
They are, rather, absolutes.

A sleepy face needs naptime.
A bored one needs a game
Or book or song or puzzle
For distraction is the aim.

A bath requires bubbles.
A bare floor needs a rug;
But nanas (also grandpas)
Don't need much besides a hug....

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Beaches are open and golf courses, too.
Neighbors are meeting for barbecue.
Barbers are snipping like they used to do
But I’m quarantining at home.

Nanas and grandpas are visiting kin.
Sports venues say they’re prepared to begin.
Sunbathers slather their pale indoor skin
While within my apartment I roam.

Restaurants keep tables a distance apart.
Museums let patrons with masks look at art.
So many are ready for life to restart
As I sit here, inside, with my poem....

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A Christmas gift was given me
By my granddaughter on my knee;
Thinking that I knew Santa Claus,
Before she spoke she took a pause
Then continued excitedly:

“Grandpapa”, she said pleasantly
“Can I ask for gifts not for me?”
Can I ask to give all Grandpas
A Christmas gift?”

All I could say was, “Certainly”
Then I asked her, “What would that be?”
She smiled a smile that has no flaws,
“To all be like you are because,
To all the grandkids you would be
A Christmas gift.”...

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Grandpas Chair..



This is the place where I go to get away. 
No kids to yell at, silence I hear, I can think strait. 
Sometimes my grandsons comes and then wakes me up. 
Grandma worry’s about me falling asleep in the heat. 
So I have to hide my liquor bottles and such.

Everybody needs a place to rest. 
That old dusty chair has been my best.
Sometimes I just need a place to hide. 
My grandkids understand old grandpas chair. 
His place of silence,  his chair of pride....

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