Dad Poems
Dad
Sylvia Plath - Daddy
You do not do, you do not doAny more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a footFor thirty years, poor and white,Barely daring to.- Dad poems.
Raymond A Foss - Daddy Ray
A turn of the keyThe knob opensFrom the outside worldTo my homeDaddy Ray! Daddy Ray!They squeal, screamDrop the drinkLeave Disney .- Dad poems.
Anne Sexton - "Daddy" Warbucks
In MemoriamWhat's missing is the eyeballsin each of us, but it doesn't matterbecause you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks.You.- Dad poems.
John Lindley - GRANDAD AND A PRAMLOAD OF CLOCKS
Wheeling them in,the yard gate at half-mast with its ticking hinge,the tin bucket with a hairnet of webs,the privy door ajar,the path.- Dad poems.
Tristan Tzara - To Make A Dadist Poem
Take a newspaper.Take some scissors.Choose from this paper an article the length you want to make your poem.Cut out the article.Next.- Dad poems.
William Blake - To Nobodaddy
Why art thou silent & invisible Father of jealousy Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds From every searching EyeWhy darkness & obscurity.- Dad poems.
You do not do, you do not doAny more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a footFor thirty years, poor and white,Barely daring to.- Dad poems.
Raymond A Foss - Daddy Ray
A turn of the keyThe knob opensFrom the outside worldTo my homeDaddy Ray! Daddy Ray!They squeal, screamDrop the drinkLeave Disney .- Dad poems.
Anne Sexton - "Daddy" Warbucks
In MemoriamWhat's missing is the eyeballsin each of us, but it doesn't matterbecause you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks.You.- Dad poems.
John Lindley - GRANDAD AND A PRAMLOAD OF CLOCKS
Wheeling them in,the yard gate at half-mast with its ticking hinge,the tin bucket with a hairnet of webs,the privy door ajar,the path.- Dad poems.
Tristan Tzara - To Make A Dadist Poem
Take a newspaper.Take some scissors.Choose from this paper an article the length you want to make your poem.Cut out the article.Next.- Dad poems.
William Blake - To Nobodaddy
Why art thou silent & invisible Father of jealousy Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds From every searching EyeWhy darkness & obscurity.- Dad poems.
