Emile Pinet Poet Acrostic

Fathers Day

From the first moment we met
After the war was over,
To the time I buried you,
How I feared and yet loved you.
Everything I ever did
Regardless how hard I tried,
Somehow, was never enough.

Dad, I never felt your love
All I felt were angry fists,
Yet, mom said, it did exist.


(Acrostic)


5/15/2021


A TRIBUTE TO FATHERS Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: L MILTON HANKINS

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Kim Merryman June 3, 2021 at 7:08 PM Emile, this is such an honest and sad poem. Congrats on your 1st place win! Blessings, Kim M Emile Pinet June 4, 2021 at 6:03 AM Thanks Kim, you have a compassionate heart, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Jenna Logan June 3, 2021 at 5:09 AM How sorrowful it must be for a child to have this kind of relationship with a father. Congratulations on your win, Emile. Emile Pinet June 3, 2021 at 7:59 AM Thanks Jenna, I wanted to be close to my father, but he was still fighting his war and never allowed me to, my friend, Emile.

Eve Roper June 2, 2021 at 9:20 PM This is a painful write, Emile. I am sorry to say my father was the same way. In his case, to many children to feed. He would get off of work clean up and straight to the bar. My write was about my husband and how my boys felt about him. Congratulations on your win. Enjoyed reading. My warmest wishes. God bless you. <3 Emile Pinet June 3, 2021 at 7:55 AM Thanks Eve, my father had 13 children and only one, my sister Patty, the youngest, ever felt a connection with him, but we all loved mom she was our link to normalcy, Emile.

Beata Agustin June 2, 2021 at 7:00 PM Congrats! Thanks for sharing this reality in your poetic way. I minister to children who testify about "parent-caused hurts" and such is indeed heart-wrenching. Nonetheless, what brings comfort is the love of the Father Almighty. By the way, I say "Amen" to your last line, "Yet, mom said, it did exist." God bless you. Emile Pinet June 2, 2021 at 8:20 PM Thanks Beata, you have a compassionate heart, may God bliss you my friend, Emile.

Gary Radice June 2, 2021 at 11:44 AM There are those poems on Poetry Soup that have the power to stop and silence me due to their poignancy and sadness. This winning poem is one of those and more. Congratulations on your win Emile in Milton's contest. Cheers - Gary Emile Pinet June 2, 2021 at 12:12 PM Thank you Gary, memories can be as painful now as they were when it happened, the hurt doesn't go away my friend, Emile.

L Milton Hankins June 2, 2021 at 9:12 AM Emile, congratulations on your trophy winning poem. Your honesty totally gripped my heart, and, of course, I could totally relate. Your poem reached a level unparalleled by all of the others. Emile Pinet June 2, 2021 at 10:13 AM Thanks so much Milt, the win and your comments are both special to me my friend, Emile.

Terry Miller May 18, 2021 at 7:05 AM This my friend is a powerful poem, so well done! Emile Pinet May 18, 2021 at 7:15 AM Thanks Terry, your comments are much appreciated my friend, Emile.