Short Mothered Poems
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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!
Categories:
mothered, meaningful, satire, work,
Form:
Couplet
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.”
Categories:
mothered, allegory, death, judgement, western,
Form:
Verse
opposite the I,
is where i reside.
endure and bide,
endlessly.
You see My person,
nod at this version,
never question My identity,
You're right in me, not entirely.
Your gaze cant see,
everything outside Me,
ever watching you,
unaware I am two.
observe me please,
ease my weary knees,
She disagrees?
i know, i do too.
Categories:
mothered, childhood, depression, growing up, loneliness, mental health,
Form:
Rhyme
Feel alone and used like a dark empty cupboard
Throwing their junk inside and walk away - no looking back
Trust me to hold rubbish knowing that it will be mothered
They don't even notice that I am starting to crack
Feelings locked in but theirs taken out on me by force
Painting over my cracks and pretending all is fine
Treat me as invisible and no signs of remorse
Someone will respect me someday - only a matter of time
Categories:
mothered, hope, sad, me, me,
Form:
Rhyme
Moon spills over like expresso coffee,
withheld in a pitch pitcherlike corset —
Where long her skin's lantern once mothered me,
over tonight are but marble shadows,
Craters' paled apparition in my sky —
those cold breasts now an invisible blur;
This adrenaline dark when light's in wane,
virgin drinks in her cup's phase finally;
Still through a kohl tongue she kisses my hate —
this moon reads newly with every pause.
Categories:
mothered, beauty, dark, innocence, kiss, light, longing, moon,
Form:
Blank verse
A tree of height dreams was vast Sweet gum it seems,
when I chance to retrace tender childhood thoughts.
Young dreams of enemy's luck in classic schemes.
Thoughts would drift as wars with my demons were fought.
An old Sweet gum tree, my womb of strong support,
she mothered my dreams, fetus did not abort.
Divine boughs call now I Godly dedicate,
my witness by grace, as I still meditate.
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4/19/2011
Categories:
mothered, faithsweet, sweet,
Form:
Rispetto
My mother is not a good mother
Perhaps I tried to deny such a truth at one point
Perhaps I always knew
Cruel, masochistic, benign to my every woe
I only wanted to be mothered, mother
I think I dont want a mother, anymore,
Mother?
She was never my mother
No, always but a mother to anyone else
Mother, all I wanted was to be mothered
I only wanted you to pay attention,
To my bellybutton, mother
All I wanted was a mother, mother,
Not you.
Categories:
mothered, growing up, mother, youth,
Form:
Free verse
1. Wendy
You have come to me
from a fairy tale,
Yes! I am sure
you are that same Wendy
who mothered Peter Pan
and the rest of the lost boys
on the magic island
called Our Childhood.
My dear Wendy!
Please take me with you
to that island,
I so much need
your kindness, and care,
the same as you gave
Peter and the other boys,
and, please, don’t tell me
you have forgotten
the way there!
2.
Categories:
mothered, friendship, nostalgia, song-
Form:
Lyric