Daniel Turner Poet Couplet

Brightest Star

Just like the number, twenty nine, I was in my prime
A rowdy reprobate at large whose life had no design

Then one day, the blue sky fell and landed on my heart
A star was born and spared my life picked up the broken parts

She tied me to her finger where she wore me like a ring
Then took control and played me like a puppet on a string

I entertained and danced for her she grew and laughed out loud
And every time she called me dad I danced from cloud to cloud

My darkest day my star took off, bright shooting star to roam
She kept my heart but left some dreams for me to call my own

Sometimes sad melancholy visits me which irritates my scar
I simply walk out on my porch and dream among the stars.




     An original poem by the "poemdog" Daniel Turner

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Susan Gentry February 27, 2016 at 5:48 PM Ahhh this is beautiful! Congratulations on your win! Especially liked the part where she had you wrapped around her little fingers :) Great imagery. A 7 Daniel Turner February 27, 2016 at 5:59 PM At least I'm smart enough to admit it. LOL Thank you, Susan I really appreciate you support and spending your time reading my poems. It means a lot to me. Peace my dear:)

Charlie Smith February 27, 2016 at 9:20 AM On her finger, you are...Great win, good work! Daniel Turner February 27, 2016 at 10:29 AM Isn't that what daddies are for? Thank you so much for the endearing comment. I really appreciate your support and kindness. Peace my friend:)

Hansteven Selfa February 27, 2016 at 9:02 AM Congratulations Daniel on your spectacular win! Keep it up and there will be more placements to come! :) _HANS Daniel Turner February 27, 2016 at 10:28 AM Thank you my friend. I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Peace:)

Poet Destroyer A February 27, 2016 at 12:04 AM Hi Daniel, Congratulations on your wonderful win. ~LINDA~ Daniel Turner February 27, 2016 at 8:23 AM Thank you dear friend. I appreciate the pat on the back. Hope all is well, missing your smile. Peace and happiness to you:)

Eve Roper February 26, 2016 at 4:53 PM Congratulations on your “My Lovely Children” contest win!!! Lovely memories written in a most beautiful and touching, Daniel. Hugs Eve Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 5:06 PM Thank you, Eve. I do miss my children under foot. I appreciate your kind remarks and your visit. Peace dear lady:)

Joyce Johnson February 26, 2016 at 2:59 PM I enjoyed your reminiscence of the love of a daddy for his girl. Congratulations on your win. Love, Joyce Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 3:15 PM Thank you, Joyce for stopping by. I'm always glad to see you smiling face. Peace:)

Sandra Haight February 26, 2016 at 2:56 PM Such a sweet, endearing poem about your daughter, Daniel. Yes, I can identify with you when they leave the nest! Nicely done, and congratulations on your fine win. Sandra Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 3:00 PM They never fly too far. Thank you, Jan. Peace:) Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 2:59 PM Thank you, Sandra. Sorry about the skip, I have no control. They still come around to see their old daddy regularly. They are all doing well. I appreciate you dropping in and peace to you:) Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 2:57 PM They never fly too far. Thank you, Jan. Peace:)

Jan Allison February 26, 2016 at 2:53 PM I love the way you describe the father daughter bond - her tying you round her little finger - great line:-) I'm sure you miss her Daniel it's hard but we have to let them fly:-) hugs Jan xx Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 3:14 PM They never fly too far. Thank you, Jan. Peace:)

Beautiful Scars February 26, 2016 at 12:20 PM Congrats on your placement in my contest! I was very touched by such a wonderful daddy poem and the title is so sweet, thanks for your entry :)-luloo *smiles* Daniel Turner February 26, 2016 at 12:25 PM Thank you, Laura. You know how daddies feel about their little girls. I enjoyed writing for your contest. We'll do it again sometime. Peace my dear friend:)

Connie Marcum Wong February 23, 2016 at 2:19 AM I left you a comment below. ; ) Daniel Turner February 23, 2016 at 6:03 AM Yes you did, still nice to say hello. Peace my friend:)

Jeannie Cronin February 16, 2016 at 2:55 PM I have only one daughter and this makes me miss her so much! Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 3:07 PM Thank you, Jeannie. Yeah, they tend to make us sad when they're not around but drive us crazy when they're under foot. Kids are great. Peace my friend:)

Nette Onclaud February 16, 2016 at 11:37 AM ohh, children can make the circle of life complete... such a poignant feel as if you are experiencing an ' empty nest' syndrome.. still, they are the stars of your heart, especially, daddy's girl... so endearing, daniel, huggs! Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 11:46 AM Thank you, nette. I sure do miss all of my children. Daddy's little girl was the first and only daughter so,,, Pain in the butt growing up but I still miss them all. I still have my porch. Peace my dear:)

Steve Grammatico February 16, 2016 at 9:55 AM Daniel, there's something about the father-daughter bond that makes it, I don't know, sacred. You capture that sentiment here. Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 11:44 AM Thanks and yes you are right. I don't know either but it sure is hard to let them go. I appreciate yhe words of kindness.

Probir Gupta February 16, 2016 at 9:35 AM Be that as it may, and however sad, the aesthetics you have brought out has to be recognized.... Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 9:39 AM I was referring to my reply to another reader being sent to you. I didn't know how it happened. I am honored by your visit and apologize if somehow I have been misunderstood. I am entirely grateful for the visit and for the lovely compliments. Thank you again. Peace my friend.

Probir Gupta February 16, 2016 at 9:23 AM A beautiful poem with universal appeal..... Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 9:32 AM I.m not sure how that happened but I thank you, Mr. Gupta for the kind words. I appreciate you stopping by to read and comment. Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 9:25 AM Thanks,S!. I'm used to it now they've been gone for over 5 years. I think about about them a lot but that's a different poem? Peace my friend.

Connie Marcum Wong February 16, 2016 at 12:03 AM Your heart will instantly heal when you have your first grandchild. Somehow it is even better because they think you can do no wrong! I care for my three year old granddaughter. The joy of our lives. What a wonderful father your poem reveals you are! I so enjoyed this charming delight Daniel. Aloha, Connie Connie Marcum Wong February 23, 2016 at 2:18 AM Two of my daughters are not married and have no children, one of them is a nurse and the other a teacher. My son gave me a grandson I seldom see because because they are across the sea. I am so blessed that my youngest lives here in Hawaii and has given me a beautiful granddaughter. I hope your son will get his heart and that one of your offspring gives you a grandchild. Blessings, Connie Daniel Turner February 16, 2016 at 4:37 AM Thank you, Connie. Sad thing, none of my children want children. My eldest son is ill, needs a heart transplant. My daughter is a nurse practitioner, she says she's not having any. My youngest son isn't married and doesn't even have a girlfriend. What's an old man to do?

Barbara Gorelick February 15, 2016 at 10:13 PM I like this...sweetly sad..they do grow up ... BG Daniel Turner February 15, 2016 at 10:20 PM Thank you, Barbara. Yes they do grow up. I'm just happy she's happy. I appreciate the visit and the comments. Peace