Short Kin Poems
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Walter Howell Deverell
knew his Shakespeare so well
Loved to paint ' en plein air'
with 'kin' as models in all 'weather'
Love
and hope
are sisters
the prodigy of
charity and faith
cousins to truth
and kin to
smiles of
joy
One
Bloom
Blossoms
Soft pure white
Early in August
Alone after all kin has died
The stars map a place
kept safe in their mind
to the memories of you
for your kin left behind
Laura Jane Hay
Copyright 2019
Islam voicing over kins,
A strong link,
If not,it is taking to Hell,sins,
All like Heaven to win,
Think of kins like your own skin!
Deities are Almighties,
Invincible are these;
Those with Obliging kin, like these
Shall be.
brood
close by
sustain you
no matter what
throb if they behave erratically.
Written: February 12, 2022
May you gather kin ‘round campfires
And give thanks to God on high—
May you feast and relish friendships
Before that round-up in the sky.
You betrayed my very love and kin,
With your words today said in sin,
You are buried to me in that dust,
And yet spoke of tarnished trust.
Form:
our feelings
are related
you're my
first removed
sister's next
third cousin's
cousin
so are we
able to
legally
make
love
Form:
Gods are designed by Holy Men
With no regard for kith nor kin
Wherever its sold
Your god must have gold
And people can starve until then
Many people believe in a god
That common sense reveals as a fraud
An Heavenly Father
Knows kin are a bother
But needs no mortal to wield the rod!
Donald Trump's DNA ain't on show
'cuz he don't want the whole world to know
Obama is kin
Although that's no sin
The Obamas won't say it ain't so!
~ weaving words like lace,
we trim the hem of language ...
made kin by our craft ~
His
humour
could relate
to the childish
mind-
such
stories
unfolding-
old chapters of
life
he
bequeathed
to his kin-
a treasure of
fun.
Hate bedewed with youth
power to impair one’s kin,
grace in growing old
a time to regret, lament...
grandson, reflection of time.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
A mother
Could never
Bury her kin
Unless her herself
Was smothered in
The smell and
Blinded by the
Blackness and was
Sent a letter from
Death himself.
Form:
We take for-granted all of our sin,
But punish mistakes made by our own kin.
We cowardly save only our own skin,
Instead of ever unleashing the hero within.
He became what we are-
so we could be His kin
He became what we are-
to ransom us from sin
He became what we are-
to make us what He is
God! Imparting the glory unto Him.
Being thankful, treasuring Kith and Kin.
Helping others till earthly lights do dim.
Remaining faithful till invited in.
Eyes
My heart takes in
as you look my kin.
I dream your eyes
which is the guise,
Love flows like river
in the twinkling glimmer.
by Esther J
13/06/2015
For love we woo,
say I do when
so few are found -
loveless, alone,
hold their phone like
a bone, body,
part of their skin,
never kin with
a winning heart.
There once was a sister most prosaic
Who's love for her kin was most archaic
She turned a blind eye
To horrible lie after lie
And ignored her sibling's mind of mosaic
Have you seen a blue alien grin
or even seen one with blue skin?
Not a one have I
but before I die,
I will ask him if we are kin.
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Iced-sweats seep down her ebony skin-
this sexy number 8 needs a take-in.
while she gawp, i stared back
only to drool and hijack
her, for her name is GUINNESS, my sole kin!