The father sits at his desk, his eyes blank
Staring into something he cannot see
Feeling something he cannot recall
Because it hurts to remember
His manuscripts and half written stories
Flood the table top with markers
Tossed aside, disarray
He doesn’t care
His life’s passion has faded away
His wife is not the same now
He cries softly to himself
And gets up and leaves
The mother never cooks anything anymore
Her mind’s forgotten the damn recipe
She stands by the window waiting
For her daughter to come back
Through the rain
Her vibrant personality is now just a memory
Her smile has lost the beauty it once had
She shouts in her dreams every night
She cries every day at work
She can’t go on
The son pretends that he is not hurting anymore
He blares his radio to drown the silence
He wishes things were different
Why did his sister have to
Go missing suddenly?
Why did that change
Everything he thought he knew?
A contest entry
- the best you can do! (for our none acomplished writers) by honey bear.
550 points, ended March 4, 2007, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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this is an exelent write , i dont know why you put it in this contest for those who are not so good at poetry, spelling ect for the only thing wrong with this is one typo..
easy fixed spelling error...disappearance 
good luck in the contest
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This is a very unique sort of story piece. Very different that what I am used to reading from you. Sad, powerful, and well expressed. A deep dark cloud hovering metaphorically over their heads... What inspired this piece?
Very well written sweetie!
Take care!
Mom
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very good poem. Nicely written. Very sad.
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Excellent work
The story in this poem feels like the story behind my silent house wife in The enslavement of substances. I enjoyed this thoroughly, it's a very unique poem and you should be proud of it. I will point out in the first stanza: The father sits as his desk, his eyes blank. Do you mean sits at his desk, or do you mean in a deeper way that he IS his desk because he works so much? Once again, your work makes for interesting reading
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Thank you so much for your comments..they mean a lot to me! And the sentence you pointed out was purely a mistake I changed it just now! I am not very good with deep meanings. Thanks again!
Love
Poetess99
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