I see dead people. on the screenthen in my dreamsbabies sprawled,unable to crawlbeyond nursingparents cursingchildren’s infanticideendpoint stratifiedsoon en-gravedprayers unsaved there can be no victory in thisspite; parents’ grieving last kissesvengeful extinguishing innocentstoo many eyes crying in heaventoo many hollow sockets put to rest “I see dead people.” — from The Sixth Sense (1999) top image…
Category: parent child relationship
#FF — Miss, Right?
PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz Miss, Right? “Mom and Dad, I want you to meet her! She’s my everything!” Chip, our thirty-five-year-old son, chose video games over partnering up years ago. His proclamation fills me with glazed confusion peppered with hope. “Where’d you meet her?,” my wife asks. “Gaming chat room six months ago. She’s…
Poetry Day 13 — Attitude & Price
Today’s offering is in the following form: The Blitz Poem, a poetry form created by Robert Keim. The prompts for today’s OctPoWriMo includes, “If I Were You. Are there things you sometimes need to get off your chest? When was the last time you felt strongly that someone needed to see things from your point…
The Story Remains the Same — parental unit analysis
Today’s prompt got me thinking about what I’ve learned from my parents. It’s a ponderance I’ve had over the years that what’s been learned is a mixed bag. Parental attributes are a double-edged sword, a yin and yang, if you will. I have no idea whether this can be considered poetry or not, but the…
Black Sheep
Looking through my library this morning, I came across a letter and some poetry a friend of mine sent me back in 1995, shortly after my father passed away. It triggered an emotional response that there is space to allow its full expression. Many times these triggers cannot be but fleetingly acknowledged, as they are…
Tao Talk 