Most Liked Family Poems (502)

On The Day Burns Died

A lone hill fox howled when an eagle cried loudly
in mourning the sky darkened and grew cloudy.
Silent grieving grouse in fields of heather beds
kept hidden under weeping bonny purple heads.
The tinkling droplets of the river’s soft texture
stilled, taciturn, pausing nature’s manufacture.
When the angels whispered that day’s lament
slowly came the end of a Scotsman’s torment.
A timorous wee creature shrieked and cried
announcing to the world a great man had died.
Sad mountains peaked morning’s misty breath
and stags ears drooped on hearing of the death.
God in his wisdom made a heavenly declaration
then steadied himself for his best presentation.
All the animals in wonder saw a beam in the sky
blinking at each other as his soul journeyed high.
When God greeted Robert and held out his hand
he smiled and spread sunshine all over the land.
So, the glories of this country will not sit in shade
and the words of our chief bard will never fade!

sonofadam

Second Opinion

No curse can haunt an undecided man the more
than what he knows in his simple mind, for sure.
When told of a diagnosis in his uneducated ear
he lives in his head with a self indulgent fear.
Squandering his existence with no daily exchanges
wasting away with worry as his inner fever rages!

Relying only on memories to fill his waking day
with no sleeping dreams to pass the night away.
God forbid that such a sad person could ever be,
might only be on death’s course, God forbid me!
Yet what greater sin can a knowing man commit
that to take a square peg to a round hole to fit?

More fool I to naively believe a single physician
best that I, for my mind, seek a second opinion.
I’m more afraid than ever when the final test comes
I’m so afraid I shiver, as each nerve end succumbs.
How worry can play tricks till a man is near insane
turning a troubled mind inside out and back again!

What sweet relief fills a wronged man’s simple mind
when a specialist admits he has made a wrong find.
Now in my contempt I feel an awakening inner storm
an injured rage, though without malice to its form.
In silence I suffered so long, now it is so strange
living in this metamorphosis tingling mind change!

Echoes of my past surround my weary soul ascending
summoning my return to life, wasted time undefending.
Exciting me, reminding me I am no longer near death,
sighing gratefully, sidestepping the reapers cold breath.
The curse, my curse, is lifted from this simple mind
though the thought of it, the very memory is unkind!

sonofadam

Soul (Dusha)

Can you see the soul smiling?
My feet are quickening their pace
As if I really had wings behind my back
But there is no one chasing after me
Look - my wet soul is drooped
Although there is no stick or knife above it
The body's marble melted into soft wax
And the computer brain flew off to the devil

Soul, where is your place?
I have a stitch in my right side
I stooped with bated breath
Something broke again all of a sudden
Blazed up, went out and caught fire again
A voice coming from far above
A new pain where wings should be
Faces of the stars are laved with downpours
And I nearly grasped the comet's tail

The Greatest Gift

What power has anointed me with this fate
and opened wider destiny’s hidden gate?
No greater gift can make a man’s life enliven
than to witness the first gasp of a life given!
What greatness have I perceived to have done
that I, surely unworthy, have this prize won?
Could only true love present this priceless gift
and give a simple man’s soul a heavenly lift?
What greater prize can come any man’s way
than to become a Dad on his own birthday?
Now my daughter rests safe within my eyes
protected from society’s encroaching cries!

sonofadam

You were my second
but I love you no lesser
love comes in many sizes
you are a beautiful little vessel
listen to your big brothers
they will keep you safe
you watch over fat tater
and kiss his little face
not many things
I miss in this world
but holding you is one
my precious baby girl

My fat lil tater
just be-boppin along
the day you were born
you gave my heart a new song
the words that I feel
new love and joy
as I stare in amazement
at my newest baby boy
you are so unique
your one of a kind
walking and talking now i'm sure
as I lay here thinking
trying to find a cure
a way to get back to you all
to never be apart
I hold you all now and forever
safe and secure in my heart

You are the oldest
I've watched you grow
don't know how things will turn out
but I want you to know
I tried to be a good father
and treat you as my own
to love you always
and give you a good home
things will be different now
not sure how it will end
I may not be your father
but I'll always be your friend

My beautiful children
all running around
laughing and playing
what a wonderful sound
I held you then
I miss you now
I'll bring us back together
some way some how
what happened to us
such a horrible thing
but once together again
our hearts will sing
I love you all so much
and this you can tell
it wont be long
and all will be well

Where Old Men Sit

Did you see that youth who passed you by
even though his pace was true and fast,
Did you watch him from your ancient eye
knowing his speed would never last?

Did you as a teenager show the same grit
when you played a young man’s game,
Did his arrogance rile your aged spirit
though long ago you were the same?

Would you care to know what became of him
that young man who like a wisp of smoke,
With handsome features and muscles trim
passed you by daily yet never spoke?

He’s led a full life that impetuous boy
though sometimes he was mistaken,
When with the ladies he felt such joy
more often than not was forsaken!

Treasures galore have blessed his life
like quicksilver spent on luxuriance,
When all had gone he felt no strife
for he wasted it with exuberance!

If you ask him of his greatest prize
he would answer with little hesitation,
Though not as simple as you might surmise
his reply would be, his many children!

Now in later years he will always compete
to be among the first on a daily visit,
To the rustic place where his cronies meet
that favoured bench, where old men sit!

sonofadam

Back is the love


The kids are back, two weeks alone in purgatory
Left has the empty darkness that enveloped me
The house is now a home; all of a sudden it’s warm
Left have the ice cold feelings that had me torn
Now I settle into a familiar routine, like a comfortable chair
No need to neither break the silence nor pull out my hair
Have done the time, were I had to greve
Still it’s not easy, to watch them leave
Many must endure this hard part of life
Result from a previous time of strife
Clouds have all gone, above the sky is blue
Back is the love, endless, boundless, and true


Jeff 09