Siblings Poems
My Brother, John
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
My brother, John, was older than me; and I had ever looked up to him,
As a golden sun seems always with you, but comes and goes at whim.
My brother, John, taught me to roller skate, and how to fly a green kite.
We rode bikes and red wagons, in mauve, swift days of summer delight.
My brother, John, was very smart. Nonetheless, he was frequently tardy,
Like faint stars, yet visible come dawn, having twinkling, confetti parties!
We had fast friends in the neighborhood, of fluttering ruby leaves, fallen,
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I thought twins could never be apart
by Marra Makinen
18 years of
“Look after each other,”
Making sure the other was alright
After a small fight or major disappointment
18 years we’ve been together,
Literally since the womb,
Teaching each other and
Knowing everything about one another’s lives
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Jesting Jack, Jinxed Jill
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green;
And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene.
They did daily chores on a farm, in the outlying regions of Center Kingdom;
Like collecting eggs and feeding their animals, under the varying sun prism.
They swept the porch and milked goats, or harvested vegetables and fruits;
Like the mad flight of lovely Esmeralda, when autumn colors were in pursuit!
Their frisky friends were farmers' children from nearby, with a few far-flung;
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my aquamarine gemstone
by Allyson Sirois
clarity
faithfulness
ambition
and bliss
my aquamarine gemstone
stuck at the bottom of your abyss
a void of loneliness
as you described it to me
dragging you in deeper
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I Will Be Fine
by Abigail Q
I was fine. I am fine. I will be fine.
Fine is a word I have unfortunately become familiar with throughout my life, and I hope no other person comes to know the word fine the way I know it.
I was fine when I was born as the younger sibling to a sister who suffered from bleeding ears, alcoholism, and thoughts of suicide.
I am fine as the younger sibling with eating disorders, depression, and thoughts of suicide.
And I will be fine as the younger sibling, frightened beyond belief, who enters the lonely and soul consuming world of medicine.
I have accepted that I need to be the child who is fine, and I am okay with that.
I’m not angry. I’m not sad. I’m not scared. I’m not disappointed. I’m not heartbroken.
I’m fine.
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My Brother, John
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
My brother, John, was older than me; and I had ever looked up to him,
As a golden sun seems always with you, but comes and goes at whim.
My brother, John, taught me to roller skate, and how to fly a green kite.
We rode bikes and red wagons, in mauve, swift days of summer delight.
My brother, John, was very smart. Nonetheless, he was frequently tardy,
Like faint stars, yet visible come dawn, having twinkling, confetti parties!
We had fast friends in the neighborhood, of fluttering ruby leaves, fallen,
......
come with me
by linz azodrac
come, little one, and take my hand
I'll show you a place, a faraway land
its not like this place, that everyone knows
this place is hidden, where no one else goes
brainwashing kids and making them numb
its known, but not spoken, the new rule of thumb
the world that surrounds you is clouded with hate
so come with me, child, before its too late
you'll grow to be them if you stay where you are
so follow me close, we'll run away far
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Jesting Jack, Jinxed Jill
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Jack and Jill were brother and sister, whose environs were hilly and green;
And they groomed horses and worked in gardens, oft 'til a moonlight scene.
They did daily chores on a farm, in the outlying regions of Center Kingdom;
Like collecting eggs and feeding their animals, under the varying sun prism.
They swept the porch and milked goats, or harvested vegetables and fruits;
Like the mad flight of lovely Esmeralda, when autumn colors were in pursuit!
Their frisky friends were farmers' children from nearby, with a few far-flung;
......
My Cute Little Brother
by Somali Mukherjee
My cute little brother,
Full of pristine purity,
Glows amidst people other,
Full of divine sanctity.
Stuffed with pure love,
Filled with intimate innocence,
Like an angel from above,
He spreads his milky essence.
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my aquamarine gemstone
by Allyson Sirois
clarity
faithfulness
ambition
and bliss
my aquamarine gemstone
stuck at the bottom of your abyss
a void of loneliness
as you described it to me
dragging you in deeper
......
