Parents Poems
Star Stuff
by Tyler Morello
Science says we're born of steam and stardust,
The spoils of supernovae given life.
I have proof that I am made of Starburst,
The simple gesture made my mom a wife.
Father slept in class with one palm open,
My mother placed a pink one in his hand.
I owe my life to that single moment,
A sweet display of love she hadn't planned.
Twelve long years their hearts withstood division,
Together they raised three unruly boys.
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The Rejected Baby
by Randy Johnson
It was my moral duty to operate and in many people's eyes, I was admired.
I did what needed to be done and because of that, I was fired.
Four years ago, a baby was born with Down Syndrome and he had a heart defect.
Because of his mental impairment, he was a baby who his parents chose to reject.
I told the parents that without an operation, their baby would die.
They told me not to operate and sadly, I understood the reason why.
They wanted him to die because of his Down Syndrome and some others and I protested.
The parents were taken to court but the judge agreed with what the parents requested.
Even though that damn judge upheld the parents decision, I operated anyway.
I saved that baby's life but my superiors were outraged and decided to make me pay.
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Father's Gun Hanging at the Door.
by C Duggan
My father's gun hung on the door,
at first menacing, then necessary.
That gun kept out the wolves,
the bears,
and the wind howling.
The gun kept out the cold,
my mother no longer shivered,
and my father no longer took watch.
The stars no longer stared,
and the moon no longer seemed like a dream.
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Ribbons
by Nora La King
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
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Blues and Greens
by C Duggan
The sun falls,
And night begins,
Blue irises enthrall,
The eyes of my kin.
I never shared that ocean,
I was always miles behind,
always reachin',
never could unwind.
My eyes of grass,
On a summer's day,
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Blues and Greens
by C Duggan
The sun falls,
And night begins,
Blue irises enthrall,
The eyes of my kin.
I never shared that ocean,
I was always miles behind,
always reachin',
never could unwind.
My eyes of grass,
On a summer's day,
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Father's Gun Hanging at the Door.
by C Duggan
My father's gun hung on the door,
at first menacing, then necessary.
That gun kept out the wolves,
the bears,
and the wind howling.
The gun kept out the cold,
my mother no longer shivered,
and my father no longer took watch.
The stars no longer stared,
and the moon no longer seemed like a dream.
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Ribbons
by Nora La King
They are pulled from me;
Stretched, knotted, and
Burned in a fireplace
Where trust and human emotions,
Are turned to blackened ash
I am left an empty roll.
The ribbons of my feelings,
Manhandled, manipulated
Mitigated, and misunderstood.
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To The Monster Next To My Bed
by Andrew Tian
I don't hate you
Because to hate would mean I care
That I feel anything towards you
But you try to get closer and make me hate you
Then blame me for fighting back
You always gave me everything
Everything you thought I wanted
Things I should want really
But I wanted to fix myself
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them
by Mishka M
beneath the weight of their constant gaze,
i live in protest, day by day.
like a book with pages torn and bent,
their love is all i’ve ever known, but it’s spent.
they hover like the morning fog, thick and cold,
each decision made for me, each move controlled.
they love me, yes—i know that it’s true,
but their love, so heavy, pulls me through.
like the catcher in the rye, i want to shout,
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