Poetry Blogs (Brothers)
My loved Brother
Today, in the middle of my weekly shopping
Between bananas and tomatoes
I found red plums.
The noise around me
My mind traveled 24 years ago,
To our small city,
so distant that looks like another life.
Each month we used to buy
two plums and one sweetened milk,
our monthly rewards
nobody except you, can under...
Monday 1st March 2021 6:57 pm
11 years between us
two mothers between us
one father we share
He's my brother and I love everything about him
I wouldn't change him..i wouldn't be without him
He's my big brother and we are similar in so many ways
I see my self when I look at him and some of the things he says
I love him and I don't tell him but he is everything to me
He's a s...
Thursday 4th April 2019 1:00 pm
Just look at you go,
an upgrade and that's no mistake.
I know we've both advanced
we’ve progressed, we're enhanced
but here's an EULA I will not break.
I'll watch the ports at your back
guard against cyber-attack
I swear by my serial key that's no fake!
Even with my mode set to stressed,
by my code, I'm impressed
to find how feature-rich a brother, you might make.
Friday 7th September 2018 11:32 am
Life by Numbers
1. My father walks the sea-edge and is young, as a child is young.
2. My father's voice is hardwood, and timpan drums.
7. My father's eyes are tired.
16. The cyclone clouds hang swollen sheets above.
19. I am afraid.
20. I shall put fear at the bottom of depths the deep blue made.
25. My brothers' arms surround me.
31. We sit on the brim of laughter, an...
Saturday 25th November 2017 9:08 am
There are homes and then there's children's homes
There are children's homes and then there are children's homes
The one I knew was a home from home
Age four mum and her sister set one up
With hard work, love and courage
The biggest house my young eye's had seen
A large dappled wooden rocking horse to gallop and whoop for good
A magic garden with its own small wood
Friday 15th September 2017 5:31 pm
Castor, he ran- he was swift in the field,
With horses, they vaulted behind.
A brother to him, with a love so blood-deep,
Was Pollux, son of Zeus and divine.
Their devotion together, not one to be quelled,
Was tested when one half had died.
Then Pollux wept out, with his soul ripped to shreds,
And demanded they share the same sky.
Tuesday 14th March 2017 5:15 am
I miss my brother
I miss my friend
Think of all the places we could have been
Although I know I can not hide
I should be there by your side
But then I see this look in your eyes
I have lost my brother, yet he's still alive
Your the only friend I could sit in peace
And see the world. It's queens and beasts. So is there hope because your still breathing? Or have i lost ...
Sunday 5th June 2016 7:54 pm
Roses are dead,
they smell like Le Pew.
But they still smell sweet
compared to you.
Roses are dead,
now you feel blue.
So take a shot neat,
and uncork the screw.
Roses are dead,
our hopes are too.
You were a cheat,
but I was too.
Thursday 11th April 2013 5:26 pm
two joined, separated
a brother now one
and his brother's friend
a friend that loved
filled that emptiness
that hearth and home
could not mend
one fateful day
their ways crossed
to wayward wend
what tears run streaks
on your redded cheeks
why the furtive pulse
in your eyes it shows
Monday 3rd January 2011 2:38 pm