When we look at what is left, after feeding the multitude, odds are
that three plus a cranky spare has made an encampment
in the living room where wars are fought and no one dies.
Parents share moods and facial towhead dispositions
who know more than we by the time they are born
and quarry to their dreams and schemes.
Snowy or rainy days, school closures, or birthday parties,
or dazzle days when he decides to go punk, or she slathers
lipstick on her face and they frighten us with their idolatry.
Just once, wouldn’t you like to hear, “I want to be like you,”
knowing full well, they are like a tribe divided, building arks
to sail away to lives we can not even imagine, let alone row to.
When the battle comes, details of this engagement are never fair.
It’s a slower drain of resources and regret at clean house because
that leaves us like abandoned land after army has passed through.
A contest entry
- Your Story by FindingFaith.
450 points, ended October 21, 2007, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Lovely truth within this piece. Thank you.
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ty, I have been so stressed out and homesick with the new baby that needs her grandma that I have had a wicked flu... I will be glad to get up to Canada and jsut be.
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yea!
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My flu has flown the coop, methinks. I shall be back to wahtever is normal for me in jsut days.
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Wonderful
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ty, pinktat... I have nto written many pems this week due to the flu...awkkkk.... it really affects my ability to write....or write well.
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wonderful analogy, loved the verse about frightening us with idolatry... seems a generational occurrence; we frightened our parent's generation i'm sure...so well done here, seems so full of truth...PK
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omg, my poor parents..they were old enough to be my grandparents, the poor dears...but we all survived and I never got one tattoo until I was 50...lol... shhh neither of them knew.
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