Harry Horsman Poet Terzanelle

A Father's Plea

(12 Syllable Blues)

Why you go there resides within your pretty head
Where to muse of a confined love pale and flagrant
When you could be home here safe asleep in your bed

To wander through each night as one would a vagrant
In streets of shadows where silhouettes dwell mazy
Where to muse of a confined love pale and flagrant

For this place hence leaves my heart grave my mind hazy
Your eyes wide open and only for the moonlight
In streets of shadows where silhouettes dwell mazy

Your need to taste the power of the bloom such plight
When steps you take so brazen a journey of chance
Your eyes wide open and only for the moonlight

To tout your wares a dangerous game in life’s dance
Under a stale archaic lamp in lanes narrow
When steps you take so brazen a journey of chance

Fearful I am one dark day I will find you dead
Why you go there resides within your pretty head
Under a stale archaic lamp in lanes narrow
When you could be home here safe asleep in your bed.

© Harry J Horsman 2018

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Heidi Sands November 21, 2018 at 6:42 PM I can feel this well written plea. So true for many, I am sure. :)

Leigh Stephenson August 11, 2018 at 6:57 AM Harry, Beautifully written, I found this very moving. God bless! :-)

Nette Onclaud July 13, 2018 at 4:45 PM a father will always be a keeper and protector of light for his children and the world... a most gracious read, harry; wow... huggs

Brandy Nicole July 13, 2018 at 4:08 PM "Fearful I am one dark day I will find you dead" What a sad thought indeed. So many moments and emotions caress your words. I pray for the safety of everyone. ~ Brandy

Anne-Lise Andresen July 13, 2018 at 7:23 AM - No matter how old our "children" are ... we are always worried - A lovely poem, Harry - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Robert Lindley July 13, 2018 at 5:38 AM Amazing the depth of fatherly love and immense concern for his child's well being, safety and happiness! I do not recall my ever writing in this poetry form but your powerful example sines everso brightly with its depth of love and insight my friend!! A fav... and certainly a gem too.

Maria Williams July 12, 2018 at 6:08 PM A beautiful reflective write Harry, only a father deeply concerned for his child's safety can write like this, the emotions flow through. A Fave for me....Maria hugs

Pashang Salehi July 12, 2018 at 3:24 AM A dad stops at nothing... beautiful piece...

M. L. Kiser July 11, 2018 at 9:28 AM I'm not a father, but it can't be easy. When your kid makes a mistake or a bad decision, it has to be harrowing. You touch the soul with this piece.

Richard Lamoureux July 11, 2018 at 9:01 AM Being a father is not for the faint of heart. I think this might be a reflection of what our Heavenly Father must feel.

Arturo Michael July 11, 2018 at 8:25 AM I guess ships were made to sail...but your write is a true reflection of sentiments shared by many parents...Lovely message Harry...All the best

Vijay Pandit July 11, 2018 at 8:09 AM I feel the angst of a father in this wonderful poem. The pain a father must feel when he sees his child doing things obviously foolish..you captured his hurt well, Harry. A sad reality some must face.

Lyric Man July 11, 2018 at 6:45 AM Why indeed.. some must seek the risk and adventure, even in dark or dangerous places, over the safety but also ordinary time at home.. a beautifully written piece, Harry!