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by Agnes Krampe |
Categories:
community, sister, women,
Taking the risk,
Baring the soul,
Seeking the wisdom
That shall make us whole.
Raising the arms,
Spreading the wings,
Hearing the music
That deep in us sings.
Stepping the dance,
Chanting the song,
Feeling the sisterhood
Tender and strong.
Sharing the love,
Speaking the name,
Calling the blessing
And lighting the flame.
Written 7/28/2016
Take the Dagger from my Heart, Please- Poetry Contest
sponsored by Broken Wing
N/A in Premiere Contest Number 5, Judged 8/27/2016
by Emily Kroeger |
Categories:
caregiving, confusion, faith, family, forgiveness, friendship, happiness, hope, life, love, mother, peace, sad, sister, sorry, teen, time
You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day.
Your thoughts are racing through
and through.
You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very
much loved in grace.
Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.
You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.
So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.
by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories:
international, introspection, love, , atheist,
I'm a Catholic,You're a Muslim
I'm an Orthodox ,You're a Protestant
I'm a Hindhuist,You're a Buddhist
You're an Atheist,and I am a Mormon too.
You're an African,I'm American
You're an Asian,I'm a European
You're a Mexican, I'm an Indian
You're an Arab,I'm a Jew
But prior to all our distinct differences
I'm a Mother ,I'm a Father
I'm a Sister,I'm a Brother
I'm a Son,I am a Daughter
and I'm Human just like you.
by Caycay Jennings |
Categories:
love, nostalgia,
Dedicated to my little sister, Lizzy Pooh - Written while looking at a pic of her as a little girl
I love looking at pictures of you.
I stroke your hair, touch your check –
I even pat your nose and just grin.
Such sentimental heart peak
No better grin could seek.
I love looking at pictures of you.
My eyes glow looking into yours -
My fingers trace your sweet face.
Such tender sweetness flows.
No love has stronger glow.
On your pictures, I love to dwell
For since you were but a morsel
I have been your softest sell.
I love looking at pictures of you,
My baby sister love pastel.
... CayCay
October 30, 2016
by Patricia Cresswell |
Categories:
poetess,
Poetess
i am the twisted sister of a twister
lava lady just learning to boil
my words erupt
yes they are mine
no matter the language
age or blasphemy
i will bid and they will obey
the garnet blood of passion
be it love or otherwise
will spread its intoxicating infusion
to heat the feeble mind to intensities
that will make the priest weep in his vows
and down in the dives where the hip grinding
sweat soaking miasma of lust cradles
blues will be reborn
I am the queen bee dripping with honeyed pearls
she who scratches with a stick in mud
plays keys full of white lightening
here to spread sweet hot spice
on a gray woolsock world.
by James Inman |
Categories:
sister,
Heavily broken our love is but a token,
from words left unspoken, you ruin me.
Your vow betoken my soul is now oaken,
as I'm left heartbroken, you don't seem to see.
My world has gone gray with these games that you play,
the price that I pay, as my mind fills with doubt.
You've lead me astray, but I can't stay away.
There's nothing more to say, so please, let me out.
In another life, maybe, you and me
could possibly be, but now the pain's ceaseless.
Just set me free and perhaps you will see,
worlds apart are we, yet, you leave me ...speechless.
08/15/2019
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
happy, humorous, love, silly,
Brenda Gail
I am Compassionate, love and breathe poetry, humorous and a peace maker.
Sister of Patti Lynne, Paul, David and Beth.
I love children (more), I love to sing in a choir and have a song for just about everything. I love to make others happy.
I feel loved, appreciated and very blessed.
I fear not being healthy enough to make it to my son’s wedding, getting sick this winter and losing my mom.
I’d love to be able to travel again, walk around a mall, and would love to be in a poetry slam.
Living in the GTA Greater Toronto Area, Ontario.
Meier-Hans
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
10.13.2014
Regina Riddles Contest: Bio Poems
1st
by Miriam Bell |
Categories:
family, love, sister, wedding, sister, sister,
My sister Sharon is
getting marry and I’m a brides maid I said can I say a speech but she
said nay My sister is a lovely girl
even if I say so my self and I
like her faunas he’s got
fine health So there’s
my speech I love
you sis and I
hope you
like
this
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories:
brother, fun, happy, mother daughter, sister,
I am mother (father) sister daughter
Favourite aunt, SELDOM rant
Pan Flute player, dragon slayer
Own nothing pink, at least I think
Teach Sunday school, kids find that cool
I am not to lean, I’m sure you’ve seen
Curly hair, I seldom swear
But if I do, God help you
Sing in a choir, now I’m on fire
Love my dog, I want a blog
I am very kind, at least in my mind
Love good movies, never been much of a sleaze
I just gave you a look inside my book
So for now I take a bow.
I am female
Sorry I just found a fluffy beautiful pink bath robe.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
11.06.2014
Frank Herrera’s Contest:
I am
2nd
by Andre Sanders |
Categories:
art, depression, devotion, faith, family, father, friendship, growing up, happiness, hope, inspirational, life, love, peace, urban,
Bravery is the father of fears
Dreams are distant cousins of nightmares
Hope is the sister of prayers
Every night shame lays down and gets screwed by despair
Pollution abuses Mrs. atmosphere
It's a battle between personality and reality
But obviously nobody cares
Maybe it's because big tough is the uncle of little scared
Planning is deeply in love with prepared
Procrastination is the biggest enemy of determination
Ignorance is jealous of realization
Sometimes strength can get sneak attacked by temptation
Silence can never defeat a great proclamation
When the brain disagrees with the heart
The body dies of complications
Love your self...
by Wendy Lee Klenetsky |
Categories:
appreciation, celebration, how i feel, love, memory, mom, poetry,
MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER
Throughout childhood and adolescent days,
She was my staunchest supporter,
And through teen years and young adulthood
I was glad to be her daughter.
As a mother-in-law and grandma,
She’s there whenever/wherever she’s needed,
And if this was to be her lot in life,
She’s definitely succeeded.
But whatever she is to other folks;
A friend, sister or other,
She is to me, and will always be
MY LIFETIME FRIEND: MY MOTHER!
BY
WENDY LEE KLENETSKY: PROUD DAUGHTER OF CECILE SEIGAL
by Susan Gentry |
Categories:
encouraging, family, i miss you, love, miss you, sister,
NEVER will I stop loving you
It does not matter what you say
You have a place with me to stay
No matter what you ever do
ALWAYS know what I say is true
You do not have to feel the same
You can think it is all a game
SOMETIMES life makes no sense at all
I pray each day that you will call
No questions asked, no one to blame
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Written 2-17-2016
Form: Rhyme Decima
(10-lines with 8 syllables per line in the following rhyme pattern: ABBAACCDDC)
by Constance La France |
Categories:
love, sister,
me
and my
sister look
similar really
but that is where
the mirror image ends
we are different in all ways
I am messy and she is so neat
she is conservative and I am lace
I like everything old and she likes new
we both like cats but her not as much
she dislikes make up but I fancy it
love my long hair she does not
cooking is for her a real joy
poetry writing is my thing
she likes to go on trips
I like it at home
two sisters
united in
love
______________________________
July 10, 2015
Poetry/Verse/Me and My Sister
Copyright Protected, ID 15-688-119-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
by James Fraser |
Categories:
brother, daughter, father, history, husband, life, loss, lost love, mother, people, places, sad, sister, son, wife
On a slope graced with green
White marble stands in proud salute
For beneath these engraved pillars of memory
Lie the resting places of heroes
A solitary green fir looks down
As if sheltering the lost and the taken
So many names, from all walks of life
A father, brother a girlfriend or wife
On a sunny day, they glow radiant like their lives
On a dull day, they stand out against the greys
For the living, life goes on
Tomorrow is another day
by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories:
me,
Barbara Jean
Funny, friendly, bashful and sometimes bone-headed
Little sister of Dr. Daniel Merrill
Lover of the written word, my grandchildren and the natural world
I feel wonder at new life, love for my friends, and confusion with math
Afraid for the environment, abused women and children, and afraid of snakes
I would like to see Machu Picchu, my mothers's face once more and The Giants win the World Series
Resident of Vacaville, Ca
Gorelick
by Kate Mcnaughton |
Categories:
brother, daughter, children, happiness, love, nostalgia, sister, thank you,
i mind when i was wee
playing games with my sister
we kept each other free
me and my sister
we loved with all our hearts
protecting each sister
even after having kids
joined each sister
Combining all these things
playing all the games
loving with our hearts
loving each others kids
We are glued, me and my sister!!
By Kate Mcnaughton.
by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories:
bird, winter,
Far from the town and its bustling throng
knowing just where to go,
Sister and I are walking along
a pathway in the snow.
Down by the lake and over a fence
are hungry ducks and geese.
To their clamor we give audience,
watching their flock increase.
Off comes my ****, for I have brought
what they love to be fed.
I hold out my hand then as I squat
to toss them crumbs of bread.
Those ducklings and geese can’t get enough,
but new snow fills the sky.
My frozen hand goes back in my ****,
for no more crumbs have I!
For the Let it Snow Contest
Based on the first picture: George Dunlop Leslie's Winter Walk
by Nina Hernandez |
Categories:
devotion, family, friendship, happiness, love, sister, sister, sister,
My sister my friend,
Forever to be,
My friend, my sister,
For eternity.
No loss or distance,
Can sever our hearts,
For two joining souls,
Can never part.
With undying love,
And unbending trust,
God saw to it,
That this was a must.
To be together,
Forever you see,
My sister my friend,
For eternity.
by Janette Fisher |
Categories:
lost love
I didn't get to tell him
He didn't get to know
Just how much he meant to me
How much I loved him so
And he didn't need to tell me too
I knew he felt the same
But yet, we slowly drifted apart
And both must take the blame,
We let both friends and relations
Influence the path to take
Listening to them, instead of our hearts
Was one of our biggest mistakes,
Different interests too, came between us
We forgot to make time for each other
So, instead of being two people in love
We were more like sister and brother,
There was no formal ending
We simply walked away
To a lifetime of heartbreak and regret
For the words we didn't say.
by Natasha Peters |
Categories:
death, family, loss, love, life,
dedicated to my deceased only brother, joshua
i'll stay with you,
as long as the wind blows
i'll always be in your heart
you know i didn't leave you all alone
i am of eternal essence
my spirit is within you
live my life for me
do all that i cant do
be the one that i once was
conceal the chances known as a flaws
and if contentment immerses herself
or sorrrow fills the air
you will hear my moral
and you'll know that i am there
there for you when you cant see
theres more to life than missing me
i wish you well, my sister, dear
for keep your chin up and wipe that tear
by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
brother, sick,
Hearing the words "touch and go,"
I sink into a quagmire of despair
Slipping and sliding on tears of fear
In a swamp of memories
I've but one brother, one sister
Artie's Covid battle unleashed ills
Pandora's Box opened to pneumonia
COPD and emphysema
Now the reaper knocks upon his door
I pray he does not answer
Separated by a thousand miles
I long to see his smile again
To hear his laugh just one more time
I'd follow hope's long road anywhere
Wrap him in the comfort of prayer
Use my shield of love to protect him
His chances tenuous at best
Anxiety chases dreams away
Lord, let me embrace him once more
Before You carry him home
by Skaidiv Morjin |
Categories:
best friend, irony, little sister, sad, star, stars,
Oh shooting star!
Burnt out bright across a sky
thier wonder in your light
a frozen trail of tears you leave behind
Their laughter at your sparks
I have felt your ash
You roam lost within the dark
I run to where you've crashed
I've ran so fast so far to where you are
Oh fickle little shooting star
And
Oh shooting star!
Burnt out lost within a sky
They all cheer
They cannot see you wave goodbye
Oh shooting star!
I sigh despite their smiles
for the further you have flown
I know the faster you will die
So fly
fly away shooting star
Love
Sky
by Janette Fisher |
Categories:
lost love
I didn’t get to tell him,
He didn’t get to know
Just how much he meant to me
How much I loved him so
He didn’t need to tell me too
I knew he felt the same
But yet, we slowly drifted apart
And both must take the blame,
We let our friends and relations
Influence the path to take
Listening to them, instead of our hearts
Was one of our greatest mistakes
Different interests too, came between us
We forgot to make time for each other
Instead of being two people in love
We were more like sister and brother
There was no formal ending
We simply walked away
To a lifetime of heartbreak, and regret
For words we didn’t say.
by Jodie Steward |
Categories:
friendship, love, sister,
Close in age they are
Fight at a given chance,
Sitting at opposite ends
While each other they'll glance.
Don't like much seperation
But enjoy some private space,
Life would be so unbearable
If on was gone without a trace.
Shareing their little secrets
Playing some prank or two,
Say to each other leave right now
Alone they are lost as to what to do.
Sister's they will always be
Riverely between them as well,
But no matter what may happen
They love each other one can tell.
by Line Gauthier |
Categories:
father, happiness, memory, nature, nostalgia, peace, silence,
My favorite family photo
Shows Dad canoeing
With my brother and sister
That’s how I remember him
Peaceful, at one with nature
In awe of the timelessness
At ease with the great outdoors
Just gliding through waves
Surrounded by sounds of emptiness
Of vastness cocooning us
In love with the serenity
Hovering fondly around us
That precious look in Dad’s eye
Can’t be misunderstood
It exudes of happiness
Of a heart bubbling over
Of harmony
Of wholeness
Of life
Of eternity
AP: 3rd place 2020
Submitted on August 26, 2017 for CONTEST 335 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND