A Love of Endeavoring Heights
Satin’s tongue inspired hate filled thrashing moments.
Satin’s tongue but my words.
These harsh, hate filled words like ivy thriving on a tree.
His love sails on.
It floats in these wretched storms.
-storms,
my Journey.
Rescues me once more.
-More.
All I want.
A selfish hateful kid.
-I am
how does he love me?
When I cannot even love myself,
His soft words but a warm cup of milk.
His gentle eyes,
-acceptance
His tender words.
-compassion
His heartfelt sacrifices and deep sentiments.
-love.
A fountain spewing endless love.
And
My eyes do water in a same such manner.
A picture of him gently rocking me after birth.
And he loved me then,
And he loves me still.
And why?
And for what?
All I give is despair.
As I dig a grave for two,
He so swiftly swoops down to rescue me.
-love
Does he really understand that word?
Perhaps more than any soul in this dark world can.
No- he needs no flashlight.
No- he needs no match.
He has it all.
-love.
Him and I are both lost in the depths of woods entangled in trees.
-my doings.
-my Ventures
-and I do.
In this frantic desperation
-I do
-always will
-I love-
-I love my father.
Author notes
Option: About my dad
A contest entry
- Special People by mylilpunchki.
1050 points, ended April 11, 2007, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I thought that this was a great write. You are a very talented writer. God luck withmy contest and keep up the good work.
Lindsay -
I love this! My two favorite lines:
Satin's tongue inspired hate filled words thrashing moments, that's a really strong line!
Like ivy thriving on a tree, great imagery!!
It's wonderful that you wrote a poem about your father, mine is my role model! so I can relate to this! I really like the flow too! Good write
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Interesting...
Ok You dont know anything right. Whatever you imbecil
Well anyways I love how you have placed the one or two words in this, and it fits so well. The flow is good and structure is too. I can critique something so near perfect. Damn you Max 
Wonderful job though and I hope your talent rubs of on me sometime soon. I need it!
I love you Forever babe~!
Emily
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Interesting
Lot's of imagery and compassion. Very heartfelt. Good job. -
Exellent and Inspirational
Yeah I feel exactly like this about my mum. She came to pick me up from prison; I got home and she's decorated my room for me. She's been in the chemist for my methadone in her small town where everyone gossips, she took care of my son for five years, she's....well always been there, sometimes at cost to herself. Love-a big word.
Love, light & peace
Georgia
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a very intersting poem indeed, very powerful, and i love the structure. congrats on a great piece
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