Alt-Right Poetry about Love and Family

[Aubery]

Light Flurries

Snow flecks melt softly, snow on snowy skin
a sparkle in her eyes, a dimple in her chin

Her hair long, golden, lovely in the light
On her winter skin, the cold has no bite

Melted droplets twinkle, on her rosy cheek
the blues and greens in her eyes are unique

Small and cute beside you, walking through snow
A soft hand holds yours, her love you will know

[Aeneas the True]

Never in this life
will I ever meet another
Who would make a better wife
or a better mother.

Modern women don’t stay true,
modern women deceit.
but her eyes were innocent and blue like water,
the eyes of my unborn daughter,
and her voice was soft and sweet.

I know I’ll never meet a kinder thing
I know I’ll never meet a fairer woman in this life
so I brought a ring
and made her my wife.

[Anonymous]

Duke Dougherty AltRight Poetry

[eowyn]

Once heard a group of high school students (from a Catholic traditional liberal arts curriculum institution) declaim poetry. One of the selections was “If” by Kipling. Amazing!

As a poet, I was inspired. One of the great debasements of Western culture was the surrender of Literature to Marxist ideological propaganda, and the consignment of poetry to the trivial and the sentimental.

[Anonymous]

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What is the strangeness that unites two minds,
Disparate, contrapuntal, female, male,
That never thought such beings of two kinds
Could join, like ships that on the ocean sail
And meet and cross, as though predestinate,
When all the spacious oceans intervene
And yet their forms must coalesce and mate
Making a marriage where no match was seen?
For of your form there is some entity
Which draws from me that equal opposite
Which only longs to go where you might be
And cannot live unless you sanction it.
All of the you in me is of this sort
That where I am you are the living heart.

13

How might I write so that in every line
Others might see the beauty of your eyes
And know each feature by the serpentine
Wreathing of words that in the sonnet lies?
So that whoever reads it then might say
“She is the one his verses praise and hymn,
For each of the words most faithfully portray
That which we see, eyes, forehead, nose and chin.”
But, love, it is a thing impossible,
For words cannot encompass all your beauty,
And should I but try, it were mere ridicule
And grossest dereliction of my duty:
Which is to say that you outmatch description,
And all which it attempts is folly’s fiction.

http://www.shakespeares-sonnets.com/Valentine02.php

[Anonymous]

An Ode To Ethan

© Joyce Baron Kerr

Published: March 2011

Today it happened,
it’s finally done,
the birth of my boy,
the little man, my son.

After a long tiring wait,
a sweet sound came,
the point when our lives,
would never be the same.

It was the sound of the cries,
signaling the start of new life.
I can’t describe how proud I am,
of my brave and beautiful wife.

I’ll admit that I too,
cried tears of joy.
When for the very first time,
I at last saw my boy.

As I stood there in awe,
and gazed down at his face,
in an instant the world,
became a much better place.

My heart was bursting,
with an intense sense of pride,
as I pictured my life,
with my son at my side.

I know it’s early days,
and we’ve only just met,
but I promise I’ll be,
the best father a boy can get.

I’ll love you forever,
my son and my wife,
keep you safe, and protect you,
for all of my life.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/an-ode-to-ethan

[Anonymous]

My Angel My Girlfriend

© Rick Morley

Published: July 2008

Some people believe there is a one,
The one who points your way to the sun.
A person they believe makes them complete
The one who will support when facing defeat

‘You are my angel,’ my one and only
My forever love, so we’ll never be lonely.
You’ve brought to my life all your love and care
It made me see when I realized how rare . .
It is to meet your angel, or their lifetime one
Through you and my children, whose life has begun.

What you’ve done, you’ve illuminated my soul
It’s you and your love that has made me whole.
The feel of your love, your soft touch and caress,
We’re tight so close, your heart beats in my chest.

All that we have always felt missing before
Though I love you today, tomorrow it will be more.
Our love is life, we are the strongest tree
Which will always grow forever, like you and me.

You have opened my heart and held it so dear
You are my angel, and will always keep it near.
You have seen my ups and cared when I was low.
‘You are my angel,’ I just need you to know.

You entered my life through a ray of sun above
And when we leave, we will leave together in love
My love for you has become my reason to be
I hope one day you’ll find your angel in me.

Lots of love baby
Rick

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-angel-3

[Anonymous]

For Her

© Jamie Emms

Published: February 2014

Your lips so soft and red,
the thought of kissing you is stuck in my head.
Your beauty so bright and warm,
shinning through the darkest storm.
Your eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky.
When I stare into them I feel like I am soaring high.
My love for you is pure and true.
I never stop thinking of you.
The sound of your voice saying, “I love you,” makes my heart pound,
because I know my one and only I’ve truly found.
I promise to love you for every moment of forever,
and when everything else crumbles, I will never.
I am your armor to protect you from harm,
like you are to me, a lucky charm.
For you are my heart, my soul.
Baby, you are my whole world.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/for-her-love

[Anonymous]

My Wife

© Andre’ Cardenas

Published: February 2006

Hand in hand we walk together,
God’s grace warms us from above.
It’s him I thank each day I wake
for blessing me with all your love.

The sunshine in my morning
and the bird that sings my song.
In this life when I am troubled, through God it’s you who keeps me strong.

The wind beneath my wings
as this eagle takes to flight.
You are the stars that brighten up my sky in the darkness of the night.

The mother of my children and the air that gives me life.
My truest friend of all…
my heart, my soul, my wife.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-wife

[Anonymous]

A Gift From God

© Dino

Published: May 2011

So young, so fresh, so new
The love and passion I felt for you.
I loved you so and you said yes
A gift from God, I was blessed

A beautiful woman with a heart so true
The love and passion I still feel for you
Throughout the pregnancy as you carry our son
A gift from God, I’m the lucky one

A wonderful mother and wife
The love and passion for all my life
A gift from God you truly are
A blessing from above to the luckiest man by far

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-wonderful-mother-and-wife

[Anonymous]

The Stick-Together Families

By Edgar Guest

The stick-together families are happier by far
Than the brothers and the sisters who take separate highways are.
The gladdest people living are the wholesome folks who make
A circle at the fireside that no power but death can break.
And the finest of conventions ever held beneath the sun
Are the little family gatherings when the busy day is done.

There are rich folk, there are poor folk, who imagine they are wise,
And they’re very quick to shatter all the little family ties.
Each goes searching after pleasure in his own selected way,
Each with strangers likes to wander, and with strangers likes to play.
But it’s bitterness they harvest, and it’s empty joy they find,
For the children that are wisest are the stick-together kind.

There are some who seem to fancy that for gladness they must roam,
That for smiles that are the brightest they must wander far from home.
That the strange friend is the true friend, and they travel far astray
they waste their lives in striving for a joy that’s far away,
But the gladdest sort of people, when the busy day is done,
Are the brothers and the sisters who together share their fun.

It’s the stick-together family that wins the joys of earth,
That hears the sweetest music and that finds the finest mirth;
It’s the old home roof that shelters all the charm that life can give;
There you find the gladdest play-ground, there the happiest spot to live.
And, O weary, wandering brother, if contentment you would win,
Come you back unto the fireside and be comrade with your kin.

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/the-stick-together-families-by-edgar-albert-guest

[Anonymous]

If

By Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same:.
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

more Rudyard Kipling

Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/if-by-rudyard-kipling

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