I remember when my family was whole.
Mother. Father. Brothers. Sisters.
Content. Laughing. Loving. Safe.
Playing. Praying. Peaceful. Proud.
All the world to hold with me.
And all the world to lose.
Mother. Father. Brothers. Sisters.
Content. Laughing. Loving. Safe.
Playing. Praying. Peaceful. Proud.
All the world to hold with me.
And all the world to lose.
A scary place to be.
I remember the day the foundation cracked.
No father. No father?? No father. No farther.
Confusion. Anger. Unsure. Unstable.
Crying. Writing. Praying. Yelling.
All the world was he,
And all the world was lost.
No father. No father?? No father. No farther.
Confusion. Anger. Unsure. Unstable.
Crying. Writing. Praying. Yelling.
All the world was he,
And all the world was lost.
A scary place to be.
Here I am, whole again. And happy.
A surprisingly familiar place.
A mother. Father. Daughters. Son.
Content. Laughing. Loving. Safe.
Playing. Praying. Peaceful. Proud.
All the world to hold with me,
And all the world to lose.
A scary place to be.
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I love your poetry. It’s so thoughtful and deep. I started to write poetry in Jr. High. I thought, I could do that, so I just started writing. It turned out to be a great release. There’s something so wonderful about poetry… It’s so emotional yet orderly. Every word has a purpose. I really like how you used photos, too. Please, stop over and see my poetry blog and tell me what you think.
You’re brave writing such personal stuff, and I love it.
Wonderful poem — emoting strength & fragility, hope and fear. Have you ever read any of the poems or essays from the Afghan’s Women’s Writing project? (http://www.awwproject.org/) They are equally moving, but from a different world.
Great poem! I love your blog, why didn’t I do a blog when my 3 were little? it would of been so much fun! oh yeah now I remember we didn’t have a computer or internet till my oldest was in 7th grade and we only had one computer and the ex and the kids hogged it all the time, i rarely got to use it, my job was dusting it. Now I have a computer all to myself but honestly I wish the kids were here hogging it again! Children grow up way to fast! This Saturday my 21 year old daughter graduates college, my son started college this year, thank God for # 3, my 13 year old son, he ain’t going NO WHERE! I already told him he can quit school now and live with Mommy the rest of his life, yeah right!