Best Stepson Poems

A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My heart filled with passion, stilled, it bleeds.

I cannot bring him back though it would seem
I sometimes find him young and...

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I had wanted to celebrate Andrea Dietrich’s special birthday with a tribute poem. She celebrated reaching that age of retirement many long for. At the time I was dealing with the loss of my son and the hospitalization of my stepson who was gravely ill...

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A cousin named Chaos have I (he’s not actually my cousin. He’s like my aunt’s stepson, but I guess I can still call him a cousin, right?)

There’s nothing that he will not try (like the day he let all the chickens loose from the coop...

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My friends these are Perilous times. You can see it everywhere, feel it, and for many of us we are experiencing heartache through the loss of a loved one. To add to our troubles, sickness or disease has arrived into our lives, on top of...

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Was the place where we climbing down the bank
Then arrived, alpine and, for what was there
Such as, that any eyesight would be shrank.

Similar to landslide that in side bare
Before Trento the Adige just smote,
Or for shake or as missing supports were,

That from mountain top, where...

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Currency reifies values.
Cash represents value.
Capital iconically,
and capitalism idolatrously,
removes humanity
from Earth's gifting cooperative nature
as reciprocating nurture.

Value,
like organic interdependent nature,
does not grow by hoarding its icons,
but increases in diversity and resilience
through multiculturing, creolizing, nuance,
growing diverse development networks of exchange
through equivalent WinWin nutritional values,
norms of and for cooperativity,...

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Lust - The wife of Greed and the mother of 
Anger.  She is a prostitute 
and a ****.  Her husband Greed is her 
pimp.  Lust has an affair with
Hatred she becomes pregnant and gives
birth to Anger.  She is good friends
with Envy.

Greed...

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Once upon this time
I was listening to the Christian Fathers
retell traditional stories
of God's election and predestination.

Predestination
is like being born into royalty,
power,
privileges of humane Earth's regenerative grace.

Election is more democratic.
Selection based on God's vote for mercy,
apparently,
because one of these stories
is God's preferential option for the poor,
meaning...

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(This is a fictional poem)

I bought my rotten stepson a Nintendo Wii.
But then the jerk also wanted me to buy him a Playstation 3.
I told him that money doesn't grow on trees.
When I didn't buy it, he decided to do something bad to me.
He broke...

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There we sat, a sunny afternoon
The barbie lit, not quite enough flame
Her father fans it, wife tries to explain
Happy families. Two language game
I’ve nothing in common, forgotten their name.

I let myself go, release my sarcastic mood
We’re all inane smiles personified polite
He’s waving at the barbie...

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My stalker arrived ripping our flag crawling over veterans memorial plaques aiming through an assault rifle from across the street her anniversary of the murder meant to end my life 20 years later in shambles suffering from anxiety disorder Ptsd panic attacks and traumatic brain...

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My adopted son Michael
Left Sunday to go fight this war
I'm wrapping up some loose ends
There's so much more

Mike owes his step dad money 
for a car in which the engine is now blown
I can't keep it here with me
So I asked Ed to pick up...

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IM SORRY YOU HAD TO GO
I CANT UNDERSTAND WHY
I KNEW THAT SOMEDAY YOU HAD TO DIE
BUT WHY IN THIS WAY I DONT UNDERSTAND
A GOD FEARING ,GOOD MAN
ONLY YOUR CLOSEST FAMILY MOURNS YOUR DEATH
THE ONES WHO WERE THERE WITH YOU JUST UP AND LEFT
GOD GOT YOU...

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a nurse,4kids and a stepson,
then came the crystal meth.

she used it and liked it,
men beat her bloody and they loved it.

the highs helped the lows,
the lows of a drunken husband of 14 yrs
and a father doing 60 yrs in prison
for rape of his younger daughter.

3...

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Honest

Wrestler, self-taught lawyer, eloquent writer/orator, and man of integrity.

Son of Nancy Hank and Thomas Lincoln; beloved stepson of Sarah Bush.

Lover of books, animals and a good joke!

He felt empathy for the downtrodden and sadness, yet the need to persevere.

He feared slavery’s expansion, the collapse of...

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