Paternal Poems - Poems about Paternal

In realms beyond, where shadows dance with glee, Draw near, sweet child, and heed my decree. Though my earthly form resides, in silent repose, My essence endures, as life’s eternal cycle flows. Fear not the cold, silent stone’s embrace, For...Read the rest...

Dearest ,darling,beloved child, so innocent,so meek and mild, I in wonder,remain beguiled. Precious,perfect in miniature, voiced gurgled thoughts so pure, in these arms slumbered so sure. A gift from heaven,l do suppose, a unique human exists in such quiet repose, with potential...Read the rest...

Old and bent when she sat in her gooseneck rocker Waiting for the angelic shout to call her home Grandma was best described as very prim and proper. When we learned she was gone it was a shocker I...Read the rest...

Could I ever forget you my little paternal home? Your reminiscence haunts me however far I might roam. That mysterious nook wherein my mother gave me birth, That treasure-chamber, where there never had been dearth for mirth... That corner...Read the rest...

Venerated paternal puissant prophet... His buzzfeeding spirit jump started and kindled eternally his uplifting karma, thus I present genuine psalm remembrance of things past hallelujah! Lemme automatically shift figurative gears and apprise thee dear reader, when a series of irreversible unfortunate events accelerated...Read the rest...

Paternal grandmother's headstone - Beth David, Elmont, Long Island Shaindel (Sadie), variant of Shana Harris died May 13th, 1959 exquisitely chiseled alphanumeric characters legibly engraved sepulchral casket entombing lovely bones deoxyribonucleic acid repurposed into me Matthew Scott Harris patronymic protector, when I...Read the rest...

"War and Peace in the Days of Love’s Retribution" All is fair in Love and War they say Lost are the gambling angels who walk tight ropes from the point where time departed the jewel stolen from her crown sacrificed for...Read the rest...

Paternal Grandfather Aaron Harris... Lovely bones long since disintegrated into dustbin of genealogical history, if still alive would rank as oldest person clocking another one incremental increase asper in chronological number anniversary of his birth occurring within July year unknown, but within latter...Read the rest...

Screaming writhing violent uncontrollable spasms of abandonment immediately followed her (like Mary's lamb) where e'er she went verbal communication attempt didst rent ear piercing outpouring barrage heard clearly by vested gent, a bajillion miles away e'en stymying the likes of Lois Lane, Clark...Read the rest...

Paternal Link Forfeited And Forsaken! Irreparable father/daughter bond, particularly with eldest an ache that reinforces inadequacy, keeps yours truly awake, more so now versus countless years elapsed, when cherished bond did break since ample hours prevail, while said progeny (i.e. star student) diligently accomplishes, successful swansong...Read the rest...

To Husserl's phenomena, enchanting and disenchanting healthy and pathological and all colors in-between, We might remedially add relationships, cooperative and competitive and all hues and cries in-between To play our LeftEgo with Right Sacred EcoTribe DNA-enscribing Wins for convex phenomena and Wins for concave ecstatic...Read the rest...

Though thine two grown former babes in crib age, now lead checkered lives, no longer monopolize my time as though their persons went backstage either...Read the rest...

Through the unfinished step goes with time as we walk in repose. Blindly his son has observed us through the blue and glowing days blessed through His paternal rays. Though, close still the blinds we pull,...Read the rest...

When we learned our elderly, kind granddad had died, All paternal cousins traveled, gathered and cried. Later, the ‘reception drive’ offered varied rides; In Rachel’s auto, they shared a liquor-filled flask And in Rob’s ancient van, a joint or...Read the rest...

How does it taste to have a father— sweet, tasteless, bitter or sour? Somebody to tell me in an hour, before I can go any farther. How does it taste to have a father— joyful, ordinary, sorrowful or painful? Let me...Read the rest...