Phillip Garcia Poet Quatrain

Ava's Hugs

The first my starlit darling girl knew dawn,
A sleepy heart awoke in peaceful sun,
So pure was love escaped sweet-newborn fawn,
My own rejoiced renewal brought by one.

The first an angel spread resplendent wings,
And traveled forth her purpose bright ‘n true,
I sang a song that’s heard when robin sings,
While noontime skies made glow my child of two.

The first bright burst from trumpets sounded clear,
Rehearsed chaotic joy becoming free,
With pride I beamed in evening’s pastel air,
For daughter’s self-awareness learned at three. 

When four my shadow looked ‘twards me and said,
As twilight danced unseen through pain in store;
“Will you still love me, daddy, when you’re dead?”
I held her tight and said “I’ll love you more.”

The first I had withheld my Ava’s hugs,
When marriage found steep cliffs then took a dive,
I thought of times I’d met now-lacked with shrugs,
Before I knew I’d see her not at five.


10/6/2016
Submitted for:  Iambic Pentameter Contest

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Heidi Sands October 23, 2016 at 3:53 PM This is just beautiful , powerful and sad too I love it. I hope that you will always have contact with Ava. Phillip Garcia October 23, 2016 at 4:06 PM Thank you Heidi - I'm sure it will all work out so long as i remain patient with everything. My inability to do so in the first place landed me in the predicament - some lessons are tougher to learn than others, I suppose

Daniel Turner October 15, 2016 at 2:57 PM This is beautiful and sad Phillip. The day will come when every young bird flies the nest. She will come to see her daddy:) Congratulations on your placement in the contest my friend. Very moving write!

Janice Canerdy October 15, 2016 at 2:34 PM Phillip, thank you for participating in the contest. Congrats on your win! Janice

Connie Marcum Wong October 6, 2016 at 4:34 PM This poem is so moving Phillip. For anyone who has gone through a divorce and has children, they will understand the pain and depth of these beautifully expressed words. Never lose contact with your little Ava. Cards and letters mean the world to a child, especially if they contain a poem like this! A fave for me! 7 ; ) Phillip Garcia October 6, 2016 at 5:28 PM Thank you Connie - it is a tough thing but I try to remember that I'm not the first and won't be the last to go through it