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neth jones Mar 13
no noggin knocking     no cranium colliding
no brain bashing  head hammering  skull scraping
                      scalp scoring  or crown clonkelling

no melon mashing   nor loaf lamping
protect that thinker   for imaginative and feeding dreams
                  so.. to bed with ya

no cot rot or bed sores
no blocked noses and dino-snores
just sweet-sweet dreams
written for my 5 1/2 yr old
We are our parents' children
deep down inside
we inherit their DNA and mannerisms
And the rules that they abide

As children we watch closely
to what they say and do
We soak it up, the good and bad
Each behavior we curiously view

So if one's mother is gentle and kind
Then one shall almost surely be
But if she is cruel and fickle and rude
Then these traits unfortunately we may see

And if one's father patient and steady
Then one truly has a shot
But if he is angry or hateful or harsh
Then these things will one be taught

Oft I have wondered of my own life
And who I'll turn out to be
Will my own generational trauma continue
Or will it end with me?
Spending time with my grandparents helps me to understand a bit more why my mother is the way she is.
Nishu Mathur Mar 5
If I were a tuft of cloud
Up in the sky I'd float
Over oceans, rivers, streams
Meadows, glens and moats

I'd be a brush of Ivory
A streak, some fluff, a wisp
An artist's muse on an easel
A song on a poet's lips

I'd see the rising waves and land
I'd hang low on plateaus
I could meet with lofty mountains
Capped with gleaming snow

I would gleam in happy wonder
In the eyes of a curious child
Spinning shapes and fantasies
Within a dimpled smile

Sometimes, I'd hide the sun and moon
Sometimes, I'd bring in rain
Pleased I'd be to lounge and sail
In a sky of blue again

I would be glad to meet you too
Away from the madding crowd
Should you be walking on sunshine
With your head up in the clouds

If I were a tuft of cloud
I'd hum la la la dee dooo
Happy I'd be to lounge and sail
In peace in a sky of blue.
An old poem
Daniel Tucker Feb 2017
Our tidal orphan has but
Reflected light to offer
As does a monolithic orphanage
With cold harsh policies
Being furtively undermined
By beautifully wise children.
© 2017 Daniel Tucker
Nishu Mathur Feb 28
Up and down we gently go
Round and around in a spell —
While the music softly plays
On the carousel.

Up and down on a summer night
Where smiles and laughter dwell
Astride a golden horse and lion
On the carousel.

We'll wave as the world goes by
And carry a tale to tell
Singing a song of childhood
On the carousel
Come flower child,
Join the rest,
In the autumn fields abloom.

Come flower child,
Join the patch,
In the rolling hills of autumn.

Come flower child,
Lay to rest,
Just like all the others.
Who came to the autumn fields,
Lined with stones.
I'm working on my classical styles, trying to learn that depth they had.
Please don’t arouse
my anger
I don’t know
what I’ll do
If you threaten
My children
I might
Decapitate you

Please don’t arouse
My anger
Stay on
my Good side
Friend
If you arouse
My anger
It may mean
Your end
The noun love is one of the strongest things a person can possesses. Love is rivaled by few other emotions, anger being one. God forgive me for what I may do, if someone harms one of my children.
Zywa Feb 9
Cheerful children stir

the cauldron, they are brewing --


bubbling happiness.
First part of the finale of "Sonata 1 pour orgue" ("***** Sonata" #1, 1974, Jean-Pierre Leguay), performed in the Organpark by Olivier Latry on February 1st, 2025

Collection "org anp ARK" #76
That's a beautifully odd name
What does it mean?
It means I was born
For the simple reasons
No one understands
Relationships can exist or not. Both for trivial reasons, they can either stay or walk away. Make it a good reason. No child should ever feel insignificant.
A woman, bears the responsibility
of bearing her husband a son –
His legacy

Yet, even as she presents him
with a daughter, she gives him
a gift he never knew he had –
A soft heart

And in all that she offers him,
she provides a reason for him to
embrace the fullness of,

                                 Fatherhood!
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