Short Sons Poems
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We are the sons of a storm
Our shield of a fragile meaning
The umbrella to the rain of life
Inevitable wetness, our fate
Don't tell her sons
In her profession she must
Be seen and not heard
Life is ugly for girls who are
First class prostitutes
Lonely shuttered days
as Covid slammed at our souls
To fill the long day
I tried writing of my sons
how they fill my heart with love
they are my star
they love the car
we go play ball
we do it all
together
in good are bad
weather
theyer the sweetest songun
MY
THREE SONS
Form:
Carpenters from Carpinteria
Great attendants of frame
Friends and sculptures of a mind
Tools and craftsmanship
American tries for all that binds
This World belong to GOD
You didn't create anything here
God is the creator
He rules this World
Tell Satan that God owns this World
Sons of Satan
Sons Chasing Butterfly
youth passage netted
mom saved orange and black one
butterfly book leaf
connie pachecho
1/9/17
non contest entry
you can bet
theyer best yet
this i can say
day by day
they went the right way
got there school work don
my repect they won
am
PROUND OF MY SONS
I have three sons
Past, present, and future
A happy family
you see there faces
of the same race
he walks with pride
being real is his guild
as the walk talk
side by side
my recpect he has won
its FATHER
AND SONS
Sons and Daughters
Over there
Sons and Daughters
Dying there
Sons and Daughters
We want them here
Sons and Daughters
They are all our
Sons and Daughters
We are progeny
of love and poetry...
Men and women
carnations and roses...
We are flower poets...
Blessed to have two loving sons
My life is filled with laughter and fun
We speak “ellison”
Quite silly to some
It starts the moment each day's begun
Growing up
Big and strong
Our sons
They are not ours
For very long
Our sons
Once our little men
Our sons
Protectors until
The very end
Our sons
Our sons
Our sons
Proud as punch I am of my sons
Successful all three, they have become
Following in Dada's steps
Graphics guys with an edge
In step, they're marching to today's drums
My three sons, Dan, Chris, and Scott
Three talented dudes, not one owns a yacht
But on the scale of life
All heroes in my eyes
Proves that cream always rises to the top
It's no secret how much I care
Just because I'm not there
Doesn't mean I'm not here...
Look for the meaning
Way beyond my explanation
Hoping in the end
You see the power of Believing!
An amazing young man is my son Scottie
He's a big boy now, I'm talking about his body
He's two sons in one
A bonus by gum
One thing's for sure, he needs extra large Jockeys
how times fly
how quick you had grown
then you flew the nest and had
little families of your own
i know you are busy and dont stay in touch
but no matter what happens
your always welcome home
Curse before being born
A slave
A servant
Before leaving my mother's womb
A life of servitude
Poverty
Humiliation
And disgrace
Me, Son Of Canaan
Son of Canaan
I died for you too
Christ
From childhood, to adulthood, we watch them grow from a boy to a man. We love our sons like no one else can. As much as we hate to see them leave the nest,we leave it up to god to take care of the rest.
On this beautiful cold snowy spring day
thanking our Father for His son and daughter
go be in peace, Dear One this new day
Amen
3/26/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
I’ve been called an inequity spotter
(although some will just call me a “rotter”).
Names are biased for sons:
yours and mine — everyone’s.
I propose to make JohnSON — JohnDAUGHTER.
It's the luck of the draw which genes prevail
The traits we inherit can't even predict success or failure
In my case 'twas true
Mine shone through
Creativeness was their niche, all three sons set sail
I look at you and I feel intense love.
A love so indefinite that it chokes me from within.
You are mine, I made you.
Finally, something good came from me.
I never understood what love really was, until I had you.