I doubted at nine,
that the tooth fairy gave me money for my tooth.
The money was absent, my mother was all a fluster,
and then I found it after searching and searching.
It made no sense.
How would this tooth fairy survive by paying for teeth.
Did she hold a day job?
Unless some black market was in the deal,
there was no such thing.
The fairy was good and kind,
never to be involved with such scandal.
I doubted her.
It made more sense that money appeared from the loins of my pillow
then from the tooth fairy.
I doubted again at twelve,
when they came knocking crucifying Santa Claus.
How could I believe again after all the lies?
The magic crusted and died like a sore beneath my eyes.
Ever since God was a fairy tale,
and I was waiting for some snake to come
to tell me that nothing was real except
death.
One can except that openly,
like science.
It is proven,
instead of some hoax
the parents dribbled
to make one smile another imaginary day.
A contest entry
- Doubt by azure85.
600 points, ended May 3, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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this is effective at many levels, as you tell touchstone stories of crystalized doubt. For the millions raised in those traditions, this has a universality. You build nicely from the well meaning but little lies, to the well meaning but more all encompassing .... well I wont use lies there, in deference to sensitivities .... but the progression is linear.
nicely done.

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Doubt of things taught us, revealed to not be true. It leads to specualtion, can something else also not be what it seems. A very good poem on the prompt, thank you so much.


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Oh, your classes are doing you very well indeed Philly princess, very, very well.

indeed, we create
all we believe
life to be
within ourselves
we take all
the flavors
of our senses
and mix in
a little hope
dash of despair
pinch of longing
jigger of lust...
shake it up
with time
and pour it forth as
experience
the only problem is
when we do such
the expiration date
has always
expired

Gander




