Dad Tanka Poems

             the spark i once had 
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     " Nightmare is a suffering  followed by feelings of insecurity" - Poet

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gripped with Christmas hope
hearts besought heavenly grace
special gift from God 
as Dad** struggled for blest breath
then left us midst peace of faith

*Romans 15:13 - Now...

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When I was a child,
I went picking blueberries,
I was perhaps three.
My mom and two sisters were
all the family I knew.

I recall when mom
taught me to...

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Sunday home bonding
festive midst fellowship bliss
dining as one team
over Dad and Mom’s menu
from luncheon to supper time…

Missing such moments
we still huddle together
though sometimes virtual…
siblings bound...

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*Image of Mother Son Kiss by Pixabay.

Childhood Nostalgia

a day of raining
the unavoidable mud
the look on mom's face
it slightly clashes with dad's
indelible memories

a day of sunshine
in...

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team building playhouse
with my neighborhood playmates
made from coconuts
great creativity showed
while lovingly watched by  dad




Aug  6, 2022    3.46pm

PS Syllable counter
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Bittersweet days gone.
Thanksgiving festivities,
cooking and laughter.
Celebrations with my Dad,
I will forever cherish!


11/7/21
Contest: A Thanksgiving Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsor: L Milton Hankins
(5 7 5 7 7 syllable...

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Enjoying the noise
Ongoing laughter and joy
Standing in his place
Dad says a heartfelt prayer
Thankful his children are home

October 27, 2021
Name of contest: A Thanksgiving Tanka...

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Autumn’s table set
          with one less placemat this year,
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Mom and Dad, holding paper hearts, come to life in this photo taken on their 60th Anniversary. On the second line of this poem love-s-miles...

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death deepens with months
the passing sands by swath-sweep
the telephone sleeps
except for sibling-mourners
moaning for vocals from mom

dad shovels himself
out of his quiet mattress
aching with absence
half-alive, not...

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Just hours before now
we were landscaped together
my 3 sons null, void
fateful meetings of goodbyes
Solitary confinement...

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Alone in this world;
Refuse to accept what is;
My chest feels heavy.
Reminded through others lives,
I'll always be; fatherless....

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He still speaks to me.
Like an umbilical cord,
We are connected. 
“It’s Dad here, anyone home ?”
I can’t erase love....

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