Balloons : By Sylvia Plath : : In this , a rare, simple and predominantly positive poem, Plath offers a tribute to her two children. Through the imagery of balloons, the poem captures the innocent curiosity of children. The ‘balloons’ could represent the fragility of happiness. The unrhymed five lined six Tranzas , the linesContinue reading “Balloons : Sylvia Plath : : Sons Poems : :”
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Mother To Son : Langston Hughes : : Sons Poems : :
Well, son, I’ll tell you:Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.It’s had tacks in it,And splinters,And boards torn up,And places with no carpet on the floor—Bare.But all the timeI’se been a-climbin’ on,And reachin’ landin’s,And turnin’ corners,And sometimes goin’ in the darkWhere there ain’t been no light.So boy, don’t you turn back.Don’t you set downContinue reading “Mother To Son : Langston Hughes : : Sons Poems : :”
The Prodigal Son : (Western Version) : Rudyard Kipling : : Sons Poems : :
Here come I to my own again, Fed, forgiven. and known again, Claimed by bone of my bone again And cheered by flesh of my flesh. The fatted calf is dressed for me, But the husks have greater zest for me, I think my pigs will be best for me, So I’m off to theContinue reading “The Prodigal Son : (Western Version) : Rudyard Kipling : : Sons Poems : :”
A Prayer For My Son : W B Yeats : : Sons Poems : :
A Prayer For My SonWilliam Butler Yeats Bid a strong ghost stand at the headThat my Michael may sleep sound,Nor cry, nor turn in the bedTill his morning meal come round;And may departing twilight keepAll dread afar till morning’s back,That his mother may not lackHer fill of sleep. Bid the ghost have sword in fist:SomeContinue reading “A Prayer For My Son : W B Yeats : : Sons Poems : :”
On my First Sonne : Ben Jonson : : Son’s Poems : :
On my First SonneBY BEN JONSONFarewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;My sin was too much hope of thee, lov’d boy.Seven years tho’ wert lent to me, and I thee pay,Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.O, could I lose all father now! For whyWill man lament the state he should envy?ToContinue reading “On my First Sonne : Ben Jonson : : Son’s Poems : :”
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