#brothersandsisters poems

Glenn Currier Aug 2021

In the first light of this day
with too little sleep
I am feeling tired and vulnerable
but I have entered the dreams, fears, and pains
of other poets from far and wide
and it seems
we are all growing and dying together
maybe just a little at a time
line by line
these spirits enter me
and assure me I am not alone
in this drift.

I came into our garden room before dawn this morning and read several poems of my friends and fellow poets on this website, the last one (https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4409062/the-yearning/) from Khoi, my South African friend, who seemed to be telling me, in his beautifully poetic way, that some kind of end is near. Lately I have been feeling my age both in body and mind. So this poem is what came out of this sense of angst early this Thursday morn.

#death #together #poets #spirits #brothersandsisters #living #dying #growing #poemsasspirit #life

Andrew Tang Dec 2015

Childish Thoughts

I want to see you in
my childhood.
I want to show you when we play stuck in the mud.
I'll be the quickest boy
to be between your legs
to set you free.

For some reason I want us to be
Hansel and Gretel.
I know its weird cause they are
Brothers and sisters
But I want to be able to call you family one day.

As well as
Someday I feel like we can just both get lost somewhere and we both can find our home together
Just like in the
fairy tale.

#love #home #family #brothersandsisters #hanselandgretel

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