Short Parenthood Poems

the stubborn grimace
just another teen age phase~
I stumble along......

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I took a stroll, past the buffet, past the spray tans 

and into a market of convenience. 

They always have what i need.

 Planned Parenthood never does....

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There was once a young man who stood.
He said, "See the great parenthood!"
It was quite great,
But not coordinate,
He couldn't say no to the driftwood....

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On lotus leaf
a frog sits meditating-
the parenthood.

Fetal coaxing,
was on trial. Will you
come to witness ?

A premature
death of a dream. Who 
was responsible ?...

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This chicken
lays many eggs
broods it willingly
but pecks and eats
before hatching
all are gone before time
the nest is full of trash
her feathers and shells
are the legacy
of honest effort
of veiled parenthood...

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Praise
Affirms
Rare of joy,
Enkindling  child’s
Nights…
Time
Hails love
Of Dad, Mom--
Out to nurture
Dreams



3.20.2019
Light Up The Page 3 Contest
For Joseph May...

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My one-armed life which i everyday juggle

All the moments of weakness and parenthood struggles.

Although you are selfish and never are home

Besides a few tears and sometimes feeling alone 

Your absence changed nothing, Im sill holding my own


 




...

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     My children know exactly how to hurt me
         They do it whenever it’s convenient
            for them

     My challenge is to love them, anyway,
         wholeheartedly
     And to boast to the world about
         
     the wonderful kids with whom
         the good Lord has blessed me
...

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Bringing kids into this pathetic world seems like a criminal offense to me.People who are not even eligible for parenthood are giving births every year.It's a huge responsibility to bring a new human being into this world and then bring them up so that they can play a positive role in society.Ibad Ur Rehman Khan IRK.....

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Resonance pools plentiful
As birds and squirrels
Chirp beyond garden bastion

A man in his house
Hermit crab's through life events
A bigger driveway!
Spared no expense!

And gushing parenthood
To provide with cherished glee
Never forget
The illusion of drawing boundaries

So we instruments
Imagine our own song
Glueing to destiny...

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When an older couple was asked: What’s the happiest part or raising a family?
This was their reply:
The happiest part of raising a family is watching how they grow and change as time goes by.

Then they looked at one another, smiled and happily exclaimed:
And If you want to know the saddest part of raising a family…
our answer is the same....

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Dots of light dotted the dome
Displaying dismal disks
Halfhearted innuendos of harmony
Repetitive, unremarkable recordings
Minimally interesting, middle class, mediocre
Small wonder he thought, smirking, smarting
Discipline dismissed, discarded
Replaced with fun, funk and fad
Foolishness fueled Fukem, he fumed
No more, no more, no more
The military, military school, immediately!...

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The lecturer behaves 
in such an intimate way
not taking the standard distance
that is derived from the 
model of aristocracy, 
innate superiority 
parenthood. 

The students believe 
cracks in the demeanor of the teacher 
mean that knowledge, 
power, 
the power of knowledge 
is going to leak 
like warm gas 
and that the teacher will deflate 
hissing onto the classroom floor....

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As childhood days wax into history,
Adam and Eve’s sacred parts haired,
when Eve’s chest swells
and Adam’s voice roars like thunderclaps,
now is the dawn of their full bloom.

Here, Adam and Eve get
ridden in the train of love,
in a rocket of paradise,
and sometimes bumps into heartbreaks—the hurdles.

We will birth young us,
like the soil birth new trees
life is a spinning wheel....

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The baby came out
   He was an old man
The parents were shocked
   This wasn't the plan

Crestfallen were they
   What could they do? --
No one to complain to
   No one to sue

So they decided to laugh
   Why, it might all be for the best!
Maybe their old baby
   Would soon leave the nest

And even get younger 
   As time went by --
Else take a few breaths
   Turn over, and cry ......

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As I sit here wondering what to do today,
I can’t help thinking back to a far-away past.
I so enjoyed going outside with my friends to play.
I always hoped that my childhood would forever last.

Sometimes, growing up was the hardest thing to do,
But I tried to put it off as long as I could.
If I hadn't grown up, I never would have met you.
The love that you've shown me is the best of parenthood....

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Being a mum is not simple
Being a mum is not easy
Being a mum is not qualification
Being a mum is not nine to five job

Being a mum is dedication
Being a mum is determination
Being a mum is devotion
Being a mum is passion

Being a mum is never ending story
Being a mum is never ending love
Being a mum is never ending worry
Bring a mum is never ending job
Being a mum is a joy filled with pain...

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Silence
falls as the windows close to cold air
when the baby sleeps she sits alone
hands idle
unable to write music or even listen
to the symphonies in her head
she is lost in the silence
more lost than she knows
careless pregnancy 
 she hides in the exhaustion of young parenthood
unable to embrace personal success
and her life will pass
in this most useless way 
her music unheard her voice unsung...

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A child is like a memory that promises to be
An intriguing little echo of our brief mortality

A fuzzy new reflection of what has been before
That captures all the essence of our lives, yet … so much more

For each will add a suffix to the mantle of descent
A familiar revelation of a personal ascent

‘Til soon they too encounter their own human frailty
And aspire to hold their mirror that reflects eternity...

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   Where are your voices, Me-too, Planned Parenthood, NOW
      your Jewish sisters violated, raped by the dozens - How
      come you've gone quiet, 
                           your silence deafens ... 

        Those Jewish sisters supported you during hard times
        contributed big bucks, marched with you to protest crimes ...

           Now, your covert antisemitism ~
           your future credibility threatens...

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Two taps in an oval, ceramic mold
(time pause of my playful, jittery tot)
were set to dry and decorated bold,
placed with care in a rustling garden plot.

Fresh blooms surround, abounding with vigor
like children's laughter, sunshine's pulse and rain.
His feet fast extend, toes growing bigger,
yet small remain his precious footprints twain.

5-2-2021
"Footprints" Old or New for a Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Caroline Devonshire...

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I regret
there is no guidebook for love
..I regret
manual to parenthood
I too regret
mistakes and anxious concerns
as you grew,I too,slow to learn
I regret
there is no guidebook for love
..I regret
manual to parenthood
I too regret
not speaking, aloud my love
..I regret
wanting, too much for you
I too regret
seeking ,what you could not see
...I regret
trying ,to make you too much like me
.. I regret
there is no guidebook for love...

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there is a village where
everyone a squatter
everyone a traveler
no one is permanent
rich or poor none is
a child each person is
but all have no mothers
all do not have fathers
but each child is father
of  the father’s father
each child is mother
of the mother’s mother
yet no one is  parent of the other
the tag of imaginary parenthood
hangs around each neck
and yet none is orphaned
interesting that as squatters
squatting is a taboo for all...

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Life has disappointments
And they sometimes hurt like hell,
Though even minor let-downs
Can affect us for a spell.

Occasionally, we may feel
Another person’s pain
And if it’s someone close to us,
Forgetting is in vain.

In parenthood (and grand- as well)
We learn we can’t protect
Our progeny from others
Who belittle or reject.

The only thing that we can do
When things in life get tough
Is reinforce our love and hope
That it will be enough....

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. for public domain 

We are, our memories,
flesh and blood,
matrimonial plans and parenthood;
and all desires
that come to naught, 
times at peace and battles fought.

Now, looking back 
throughout the years,
of joy outlasting dried up tears,
I recommend, 
despite all strife
and suffering, live a life. 

And when we breathe
the midnight air,
whether wind be foul or fair,
shake a fist, 
(or if we dare), 
raise our palms up high in prayer....

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