Poems About: FATHERS

In this page, poems on / about “Fathers” are listed.

  • 85.
    The destructive circumcised moon

    The destructive circumcised moon
    Is wild by the woman with redden speech
    That crack the under song
    Nameless by the tomb where the aquatic thickness read more »

    David E. Patton
  • 86.
    the destruction of beauty (a tale of horror)

    It is the Age of the Fathers...The Men do not go to War against
    the Warped Aliens of Gtrukiy Planet...The Fathers know the
    weakness of the Warped Aliens, and they send the Women,
    suitably armed, and altered... read more »

    Raj Arumugam
  • 87.
    Man Wasn't Meant To Trudge On For Ever In The Mire

    People can never stand to admit that times have changed
    And that time had come to do away with the old decrees.
    'Wouldn't it mean to admit our fathers
    who initiated the decrees were wrong? ' read more »

    Erhard Hans Josef Lang
  • 88.
    World’s Greatest Dad

    Every child has a father or even did
    I call not all men, fathers
    Fathers are great orchestrators of good deeds
    Valiant in all things though overwhelmed by a myriad read more »

    nicholas boateng
  • 89.
    No Fear No Distractions

    For all us innocent children, fathers were God’s
    If our fathers were to fail, who is God
    Without any leader there is no cult read more »

    Chad Andrew Boulala
  • 90.
    The Brickwork of Seashells

    The crow flies over other stanzas- over windmills
    And azaleas smelling as sweetly
    As the armpits of my fathers fathers- as the fruits
    Are eaten to the pits, read more »

    Bret R. Crabrooke
  • 91.
    WHAT ARE FATHERS MADE OF?

    Little boys are made of snails and puppy dog tails
    But fathers are made of concern and love
    Ready to give aid when the going is rough
    Or be a throwing partner with a baseball and glove. read more »

    Diane Wright
  • 92.
    Fathers' Day

    I could see a unique gleam on my father’s face;
    It was shining like a star, shining like hay.
    But what for was he happy?
    He was happy coz it was fathers’ day. read more »

    Swapan Deep Singh
  • 93.
    The Patteran

    From over the leagues of ice and snow, and the miles of scorching sand;
    From back of the days of long ago, and the lonely sea and land— read more »

    Henry Lawson
  • 94.
    God of our fathers

    With their eyes set on the distance
    our fathers read more »

    Gert Strydom
  • 95.
    OUR FATHERS

    OUR FATHERS

    STUDENT 1
    I’ve always thought read more »

    Hannington Mumo
  • 96.
    Wandering Man

    Am a wanderer
    Searching for my essence,
    The root of my fathers are sweet, the
    Fruits are bitter, read more »

    akachukwu chukwuemeka ( akabeks)
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