Poems About: HUSBAND

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

  • 349.
    Sonnet: When Kinship Fight …

    Two women fight: one is my own sister!
    The other is my better half- my wife;
    Husband to one: to the other, brother;
    What only can a man do in his life? read more »

    Dr John Celes
  • 350.
    Sea War's Widow

    The sea sleeps with silent battles,
    Such force met with the waiting widow.
    Her smile as slow as the tides, rising.
    She tunes her patience with stormy petrel songs read more »

    Masiela Lusha
  • 351.
    I'm Sitting Here

    I'am sitting here by the telephone
    Hoping you will call and explain why you have gone
    You said there was nothing on this earth
    That could destroy our love read more »

    Leon Thomas Lee
  • 352.
    An Invasion

    Who are the creatures that enter in the night

    Doors and windows are locked tight read more »

    Lucille Breggia
  • 353.
    Mocking Grin

    Seated at my Uncle's funeral fire
    Are family close, all well attired
    In the middle of them like a well fed hen
    Is he who took aim, and recompense read more »

    Charlotte Ballard
  • 354.
    Massaged boy

    So of course he was addicted,
    If massage was a lesson in school,
    He would’ve picked it. read more »

    phillip whiteman
  • 355.
    A Visit to Victoria's Secret

    I made a left
    and pulled into the huge
    Staten Island Mall parking lot
    my sister and Nancy hopped out read more »

    Charles Chaim Wax
  • 356.
    To Eliza

    Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect,
    Who to woman deny the soul's future existence!
    Could they see thee, Eliza, they'd own their defect,
    And this doctrine would meet with a general resistance. read more »

    George Gordon Byron
  • 357.
    ROCKETS TO ROSES

    Dedicated to My late husband Robert McFarland
    Not so long ago in happier days rockets were needed
    to put a man on the moon.
    My husband succeeded. Then came retirement, what would he do? read more »

    Mary E. McFarland
  • 358.
    Three Night Stand

    My husband, my man, my three night stand.
    Forbidden fruit, that's what you are,
    But yet my shining star.
    What we shared, I try to forget, read more »

    Mary E. Wms. Young
  • 359.
    My Wishing and Hoping Of My Two Children

    When I became a mother, I was wishing, and hoping, to gain knowledge.
    I was studying reading, spelling, self learning. To educate, them. And
    have a good job, for themselves. At the meantime. I could not do it
    without my husband's help. read more »

    Pota L. Stylos
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