Part 2: Read the best of FAMILY Poetry

Submit to the FAMILY Poetry Contest. Get your Family Poem made into a movie.

CLICK the link and read the best of FAMILY Poetry from around the world.

GRANDMA, by Emily Sneed
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/02/23/grandma-poetry-by-emily-sneed/

WHAT IF, by Cindi Walton
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/01/30/what-if-poetry-by-cindi-walton/

WHEN I HEARD THE ANKLETS CHIME, by Navonil Chatterjee
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/01/17/when-i-heard-the-anklets-chime-poetry-by-navonil-chatterjee/

THE SECOND CUP, by Michael Westcombe
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/01/17/the-second-cup-poetry-by-michael-westcombe/

DREAM, by Mary Freericks
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/01/17/dream-poetry-by-mary-freericks/

LITTLE GIRL LOST, by Patricia Poulos
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/12/29/little-girl-lost-poetry-by-patricia-poulos/

ORCHARDS SEED AND THE FALLING STARS, by Liianvarus
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/28/orchards-seed-and-the-falling-of-stars-by-liianvarus/

A POEM TO A CHILD, by Kris Rogers
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/a-poem-to-a-child-poetry-by-kriz-rogers/

THE LIGHT OF LIFE, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/the-light-of-life-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

THE DENIAL OF AN ANGEING DISGRACE, Matthew Nicholson
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/the-denial-of-an-ageing-disgrace-poetry-by-matthew-nicholson/

WILLS HOUSE, by Martha D. Wallace
Will’s House, Poetry by Martha C. Wallace

CIGARETTE BUTTS, by Rebeccah Pope
Cigarette Butts, Poetry by Rebeccah Pope

ONE LAST DAY, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/one-last-day-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

QUESTIONS, by Sophie Cabaret
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/questions-poetry-by-anne-sophie-cabaret/

DO NOT COME HOME, by Michael Ace
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/do-not-come-home-poetry-by-micheal-ace/

TOM CAT, by Barbara Anderson
Tom Cat, Poetry by Barbara Anderson

GRANDMAS LOVE, by Poetric Gurl Janet M.
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/07/23/grandmas-love-poetry-by-poetic-gurl-janet-m/

CANCER, by CM Krishack
CANCER, Poetry by C.M. Krishack

DEAR BROTHER, by Rani Powell
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/06/22/dear-brother-poetry-by-rani-powell/

CHARLIE THE MOUSE, by Margaret Robertson
Charlie The Mouse, Poetry by Margaret Robertson

THE MAN, by Edward Matyja
The Man, Poetry by Edward Matyja

MY LIFE TUMBLED AND I FELL, by A. Goomer
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/05/27/my-life-tumbled-and-i-fell-poetry-by-a-goomer/

IN OUR HEARTS YOU FILL, by Lisa Reynolds
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/05/26/in-our-hearts-you-fill-poetry-by-lisa-reynolds/

GRANDFATHER’S LOVE, by Sherille Williams
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/05/14/grandfathers-love-poetry-by-sherille-williams/

EVIL’S DECEPTION, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/05/14/evils-deception-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

THE ULTIMATE MISUNDERSTANDING, by Stephanie Marie
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/05/14/the-ultimate-misunderstanding-poetry-by-stephanie-marie/

DADDY WARM ME UP, by Lexys Yocum
Daddy Warm Me Up, Poetry by Lexys Yocom

Part 1: Read the best of FAMILY Poetry

Submit to the FAMILY Poetry Contest. Get your Family Poem made into a movie.

CLICK the link and read the best of FAMILY Poetry from around the world.

THE GOSSIPING TREE, by Darren Finlinson
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/04/29/the-gossiping-tree-poetry-by-darren-finlinson/

FAMILY DESTRUCTION, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/04/28/family-destruction-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

LETTER FROM A SYRIAN CHILD TO HIS MOTHER, by Valentina Meloni
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/22/letter-from-a-syrian-child-to-his-mother-poetry-by-valentina-meloni/

WHAT MY PARENTS GAVE ME, by Ada Castle
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/19/what-my-parents-gave-me-poetry-by-ada-castle/

HEREDITY, by Grecia Al
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/11/heredity-poetry-by-grecia-albornoz/

YOU’RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME, by Cindi Walton
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/09/youre-not-the-boss-of-me-poetry-by-cindi-walton/

MENDING MOTHER, by Leslie Caplan
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/15/mending-mother-poetry-by-leslie-caplan/

FROM THE WATER, by Allison J. Call
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/12/from-the-water-poetry-by-allison-j-call/

PAPA’S NEW WIFE, by Nnamdi Wabara
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/04/papas-new-wife-poetry-by-nnamdi-wabara/

SIMPLICITY, by C. Denyce Ward
SIMPLICITY, Poetry by C.Denyce (Ward)

HIS RED RATTLE, by Chris Biscutti
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/12/his-red-rattle-poetry-by-chris-biscuiti/

TOGETHER YOU AND I, by Sarah Colliver
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/06/together-you-and-i-poetry-by-sarah-colliver/

SECRETE INGEDIANT, by Gail Debole
Secrete Ingredient, Poetry by Gail DeBole

SADNESS AND GLADNESS, by Anna Somerset
Sadness and Gladness, Poetry by Anna Somerset

OUR BOND THEY COULDN’T BREAK, by Bonnie Gail Carter
OUR BOND THEY COULDN’T BREAK, Poetry by Bonnie Gail Carter

SEEDS OF DECEPTION, by Amreen Shaikh
Seeds of deception, Poetry by Amreen Shaikh

A BOOK OF TWO PAGES, by Richa Badola
A Book of Two Pages, Poetry by Richa Badola

HOME, by Virus the Poet
Home, Poetry by Virus the Poet

THANK YOU, by Morgan Lawrence
Thank You, Poetry by Morgan Lawrence

MARRIAGE BEFORE BLOOD, by Mohammed Islam Butt
Marriage Before Blood, Poetry by Mohammed Islam Butt

FOR MY SON, by Yamakawa Navarro
For my son, Poetry by Ruben Yamakawa Navarro

WILL HOLD MY PEN TO BED, by Ibrahim Olalere
Will Hold My Pen To Bed, Poetry by Ibrahim Olalere

FAMILY Poetry Contest (Winner gets poem made into film)

Deadline March 31st. Submit a poem that’s about something FAMILY and get it made into a movie. 

Accepting any poetry in any genre or length that’s aboutFAMILY in any way.

All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique visitors a day. The winning poem will have their poetry made into a movie. SPECIAL NOTE: Every single entry will get their poetry performed by a professional actor and made into a video.

The RULES are simple:

1. Write a POEM that’s about FAMILY. Send it to this contest for $20 and it will be POSTED on this site guaranteed for 100,000s to see. Plus, every entry will get their poetry performed at the festival and made into a video. (you own all rights to this poem and whenever you want it taken down, send us an email).

2. Email your POEM to submission@festivalforpoetry.com in .pdf, .doc, .wpd, .rtf, or .fdr format or just cut and paste it into the body of the email.

3. SUBMIT as many poems as you like. One fee per poem entry.

4. The poem can be anything about FAMILY. An event/situation about FAMILY in general. Any topic from optimism, tragedy, to politics.

5. PAY THE $20 SUBMISSION FEE. Guaranteed post on this network. Results to be emailed by April 10th.

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Dear Brother, Poetry by Rani Powell

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because this world doesn’t love you, no
Because you are only 8 now but soon you will be older
And then baby boy, the world will be much colder
They will not see you as I do,
with your warm eyes and caramel skin,
with your blue-rimmed glasses and unfunny jokes,
the curls in your hair and easy smile, no.
They see you as a Black Man.

Genre: Family, Love

Dear Brother by Rani Powell

To my brother

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because this world doesn’t love you, no
Because you are only 8 now but soon you will be older
And then baby boy, the world will be much colder
They will not see you as I do,
with your warm eyes and caramel skin,
with your blue-rimmed glasses and unfunny jokes,
the curls in your hair and easy smile, no.
They see you as a Black Man.
As a menace to everything their good, clean society has.
The same society that was built on our father’s blood.
But it does not belong to you and you do not belong in it.

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful
I’m not saying it just to say it
I’m saying it because God help me,
you will not be the next news story
My heart would break to see your name up there with
Anthony, Eric, Freddie, Jordan, Kendrec, Kimani,
Michael, Tamir, Tony, Trayvon, Tyree, Wendell.
You are seen as a threat before you are seen as a person.
Your Blackness scares them.
They have already decided that you are nothing but a hood-rat,
nothing but a child-support baby, nothing but a tagging truant,
sagging pants, gang signs getting thrown up, two gun-shots in the air,
Crips and Blood running in the streets of a people who have already
breathed life and soul into this country.

Everyday, when I tell you to be careful,
I’m not saying it just to say it.
I’m saying it because your skin makes you a target.
And all it takes is ignorance, a bullet and a badge
to take you away from me.

 

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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In Our Hearts You Fill, Poetry by Lisa Reynolds

Rich tears in my eyes,
The reality has not set in,
All those family ties,
The death of my closest kin.
I want to imagine the coffin isn’t real,
Then this pain I won’t have to feel.
In time this pain apparently will heal.

Genre: Rhyme, Family, Relationship

In Our Hearts You Fill by Lisa Reynolds

Rich tears in my eyes,
The reality has not set in,
All those family ties,
The death of my closest kin.
I want to imagine the coffin isn’t real,
Then this pain I won’t have to feel.
In time this pain apparently will heal.
But Father you’ll never see so much,
Me marry or cohabitate,
Me become a parent,
Me try to achieve my dreams.
But I cherish what we had,
18 years of joy.
And I know somewhere
You can see all you can’t be there for.
I learned to be a better person from you,
I learned that to be good to people was to be true,
I still remember our family trip to Dublin Zoo
And I know together or apart our family is like glue.
My Mother, my sister and I mourn you still
As we continue on life’s running mill
And in our hearts you fill.

 

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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Family Destruction, Poetry by Barbara Hunt

She stared at it a carbon copy of herself stared back smiling exposing it’s horrible jagged teeth and a dead expression

Genre: Dark, Depression, Scary, and Family

Family Destruction
by Barbara Hunt

Dark and sinister it was as it stared down at her a devilish smile played on its lips as amusement raised in its eyes

She stared at it a carbon copy of herself stared back smiling exposing it’s horrible jagged teeth and a dead expression

This monster was of the worst in nature and as she stared at it she became cornered as it pulled her down into the depths of the underworld
Sealing her fate as no cries would ever be heard she closed her eyes delving further into the abyss she uttered it’s name in the eternal silence mourning the loss of peace

 

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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Missing Pieces, Poetry by Barbara Hunt

Despair and longing shredded his soul as he silently gazed upon the family he once had

Pain smoldered and cut through his heart like a knife causing an ache as rememberance flung him into a dark hole cold to the touch shuddering as if very sad

Genre: family, dark, sad, and lost

Missing Pieces
by Barbara Hunt

Despair and longing shredded his soul as he silently gazed upon the family he once had

Pain smoldered and cut through his heart like a knife causing an ache as rememberance flung him into a dark hole cold to the touch shuddering as if very sad

Nothing could be done he had to save his brothers soul even if it was black and deep as rocks of coal

The small window of family closed never to be forgotten as he said a silent goodbye he turned wishing things were different but alas this was his choice and these sacred pieces would have to continue to be lost

 

 

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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LETTER FROM A SYRIAN CHILD TO HIS MOTHER, Poetry by Valentina Meloni

Mom, you never told me

that you can die even breathing

I believed that to die

it would take a wound,

a crack from which life

Genre: Kids, Life,Death, Family, Fear, War

LETTER FROM A SYRIAN CHILD TO HIS MOTHER
by Valentina Meloni

Mom, you never told me

that you can die even breathing

I believed that to die

it would take a wound,

a crack from which life

could come out along with the blood …

Mom, you never told me

that you can die playing

among the stones and the dust

of the road who saw me run.

You never told me

you’d greeted me from so far away

and that, crying, your soul

would come to claim me.

Mom, you never told me

that you can die breathing in a dream,

that the air can also be a poison.

You told me not

I’d be an angel of glass,

asleep, in a white shroud.

Mom you never told me

the death would make me bright and beautiful

sweeping away the fear of bombs.

Mom … however,

I could not tell you yesterday,

while I was playing with the death

how much I loved you and wanted you well.

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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What My Parent’s Gave Me, Poetry by Ada Castle

My mother was born a cherry blossom.
full of little budding flowers with the scent of heaven swirling around her space.
The same way a tea light flickers in a power starved bedroom.
Her glow enchanting, inviting, promising warmth but watch out or she will burn you,
striking you with her heat so quickly you will not be able to get away before she consumes you body and soul.

Genre: Family, Love, Relationship

What My Parent’s Gave Me 
by Ada Castle 

My mother was born a cherry blossom.
full of little budding flowers with the scent of heaven swirling around her space.
The same way a tea light flickers in a power starved bedroom.
Her glow enchanting, inviting, promising warmth but watch out or she will burn you,
striking you with her heat so quickly you will not be able to get away before she consumes you body and soul.

My mother charmed the branches of many plants not just trees,
her magic crossed borders,
she loved and loves freely,
not in a closet or a box with a lid.
she taught me to love the same way.

No tree caught my mother’s eye more than my father’s rough bark and smooth cracks upon the strength of his oakness.
The glow of her seduction made his thick sprigs sway towards her and he drank her heavenly scent in,
the same way you may enjoy a drink of wine,
a fruity intoxication of natural liquid made by the hands of those created to press out golden juices of something already,
miraculous, grandiose, tart but slightly addictive the more you brush your lips against it.

When you see me in my large frame that my father passed on to me,
know that underneath my mother’s little budding flowers are planted inside the place most people are hollow.
I enjoy the surprise in your eyes when you thought you had destroyed me by peeling away my tough layers,
while I just swirled the scent of heaven all around you.

 

 

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Deadline: FREE POETRY Festival – Get your poem made into a MOVIE and seen by 1000s. Three options to submit:
http://www.wildsound.ca/poetrycontest.html

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You’re Not the Boss of Me!, Poetry by Cindi Walton

“You’re not the boss of me!” the kindergartner said
When his mommy told him, “Son, now it’s time for bed!”
“Wait till I turn 18, I’ll do just as I please”
Said the boy to his father as he took away his keys
“I’m 21 and DRINK; stop me if you dare!”

Genre: Family

You’re Not the Boss of Me!By Cindi Walton

“You’re not the boss of me!” the kindergartner said
When his mommy told him, “Son, now it’s time for bed!”
“Wait till I turn 18, I’ll do just as I please”
Said the boy to his father as he took away his keys
“I’m 21 and DRINK; stop me if you dare!”
His folks were concerned, but he didn’t really care
College came and went, and a job he did procure
Found a pretty brunette and asked to marry her
Bought a house in “Newville” where everything was new
The boss of his own destiny, to do as he would do
The years went by and children came, one, then two, then three
He had it all, life was grand, and this was his decree
“Look Mom and Dad” I did succeed, I knew it all along
You didn’t have to ride my butt and tell me right from wrong!”
The seasons changed, his kids grew up and then they started school
“You’re not our boss!” his children cried, he knew he’d been a fool
He saw now as a parent sees, through eyes just like his own
He knew he had a call to make, pulling out his phone
And when his parents answered, he said between his tears
You’re the “best boss” a kid could have; I thank you for the years
You never walked away and let me run amuck
The things you meant to teach, I DO BELIEVE they’ve stuck
Until we are a parent and see what parents’ see
We never can appreciate just how we came to be
Thank you to my Mom and Dad, who led, and did not fold
And made me see the value of ….Do as you are told!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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