Short Motherly Poems

Short Motherly Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Motherly by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Motherly by length and keyword.


Women Should Be

Whimsically
Obedient
Motherly
Elegant
Nuisances

Silently
Hungry
Outsiders
Lusciously
Deprived

Belittled
Entities
Form: Acrostic


In Mary's Warm Arms

In the freezing night
In the cold world of mankind
In Mary’s warm arms
Laid burning love wrapped in flesh
An incinerating light
Form: Tanka

Premium Member Juno

 crowned queen of the gods
 saturn and jupiter loom
 large in her orbit
 known for her protective role
 mars bows to her motherly grace
© Joseph May  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Springtime

There once was a motherly ewe
Expecting a new lamb or two
In springtime they came
The ewe did gain fame
As the lambs they were born pink and blue!
Form: Limerick

My Memories Never Fail

In my baby diaper i sang
Then motherly songs never slang
Lullaby welcomes me home meekly
In me lies hope boldly
But i still remain a child in the gang
Form: Limerick


Premium Member ART APPRAISAL O twinku


MUCHA passe posters TOULOUS L-T poster people WHISTLER motherly model TWINKU a double word distich with integral title
art
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Nature's No Motherly Love

the cuckoo in spring
needs to suss out homely nest
comes with baring gifts...
adoption not an option
a brood parasite in lieu 

17/2/2022
Entered a Brian Strand Tanka contest.
Form: Tanka

Premium Member I'm That Type Of Girl

I'm the type of girl who will always try to make you smile,
But motherly enough to hold you close as you cry for a while,
As well as your goddess protecting you from energies so vile.
Form: Sijo

A Motherly Seed

For each tear that wells within
my seams
another straddles my dream
For each song that frames 
its retracted darkness
so does its glow refine the gleam...
And sows 
as a motherly seed
Form:

Motherly Love

When I was a babe
I was held by a woman
That I surely would eventually Love
So when I looked the face
That was looking at me
I new she was Mom 
And always would be.

Brenda Elizabeth Rose
Form: Rhyme

Birthing

the tree
full of thorny body
breeds
most beautiful flower
rose

pregnant woman
waits for two hundred eighty days
painful body
gives birth
motherly best love 


-January 10, 2019 Chattogram

Thrice The Ached To Lose Child

Thrice the ached to lose child.
Tight-grasped of, and as soft
A hand. The true key of
Home; and its love!

Leading on, more beguiled
Mother, motherly wife
Lastly, whilst Earth farewell
Myself, angel.
Form: Rhyme

Doting

they say she
thinks as her
child would
think but

it seems to be
something deep
er then just her
and hers for

when this
motion is
put in re
verse

unrehearsed
the daughter
becomes
the one

whose
emotion
becomes
motherly
Form:

Homeless Angel

Before ever sleeping 
"This heartless rock is motherly lap!"
The homeless angelic child trusts 

And in the world of variety wastage food 
The food-less destitute child thinks 
"The world is place of Holy Fast"!


-November 20, 2018 Chattogram

Do I Dare !

DO I dare to call You mother dear...?
DO I dare to long and wish your care...?
Dare I yearn a place in your loving heart...?
Dare I lay my claims on your motherly charms...?
DO I dare defy time....now and here....?
DO I dare disturb the Universe...!
© Nazli Raza  Create an image from this poem.

Motherly Angel

The way you spend your days with me

Truly make me see

How wonderful you really are

Like a night's shining star

Always knowing to try and do my best

Nothing could better in the world

No one could ever be the same 

Or even the melody of your joyous name

Emma

Ethereally, breathtakingly beautiful

Miniscule your faults no compare
 
Maddeningly, temperamentally playful

Athletically challenging flair


Essentially charismatic though guileless

Monumental in your achieved goal

Motherly manifestations you bless

A spiritually progressive soul.

Premium Member Call It Puppy Love

to look at her each day I went,
saw her first when she paid me rent,
staring at her was time well spent,
……so near yet so far!
should have proposed that very day,
my dad said what I could not say,
she now loves me motherly way,
….. and yet here we are!



Premier Contest Winner 5

Battattawatta

Looping hieroglyphic attire that dressed the miserly in cloaks of fired up brimming pride so catcher does this seeth beneath the sky, sky blue or frilled for venom, which enraptured the hornet as the serpent spent bills oh? Enough of the price? Is the motherly kind word not my own spoken twice?
© Ken Martin  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Sh Life Is Around

Seesaws moving up and down
Slides sweeping down
Swings flying high
Laughters released
Thundering and echoing
Footsteps scattered
Trumpeting and vibrating
While many eyes observing and following
While many eyes hunting and fixing
Sh, life is around
And so a motherly love
Has secretly crawled in

Premium Member Love Is To Die For

Pink
asleep
on her side
feeding piglets 
hungry at her breasts
motherly love in sty
on a bed of large hay,
amidst the farm hens,
in peace she feeds
gives life to
would be
ham

Written 15/08/2021
NA
Merse poetry contest
Malabika Ray Choudhury sponsored
new format 1 to 6 and 6 to 1 syllables
Form: Verse

What A Woman mean's to me

A woman is caring

A woman is motherly

A woman is strong

A woman is sister

A woman is a friend

A woman is loyal

A woman is understanding

A woman can be teasers

A woman can be fickle

A Woman is force to be reckoned with

A Woman can be complex

A Woman can be loving so much more

My Judy

Beauty flows from her every caress
Elegance displayed
Soft skin exposes her feminine dress
A Queen made

Greater beauty now emanates
Her Flowing Hair
An artist can’t create
Her Motherly care

Thirty Years have past
Since our first drive
Even today my eyes cast
Together We are alive

One flesh we are
Love you near or afar
Form: Sonnet

Untitled

I grew up way before my time
Taking on motherly duties as if these kids are mine
Helping Grandma out when papa died
Helping Aunties smile when they feel down
Talking to uncles every now and then
Befriending sisters 'cause
Fathers not around

But through all my learning they never 
Taught me how
To Be A Teen 
Someone help me please.....
Form:

Go and Play

Words burnt in my brain,
Times not to come again,'
Of long lost childhood,
Things motherly-good?
"Go and play!" 
That's all she'd say,
In a big back yard,
Veggie patch too hard,
Mud pies we played,
Fun times stayed,
Boy, was there trouble!
Fled on the double,
"Go and play!" 
That's all she'd say,
Long lost childhood, 
Things maternal--good?

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