Dan Helppi Poet Free verse

I Am Dan

I am Dan, to some, Dan The Man
I peed my pants for too long
to be the man.

Before I say why; know, 
it will make me cry.
Will it you? Or only sigh.
To sigh or cry, let us try.

They gave me cinnamon sticks
dusty and sharp,
eat these, you'll stay dry.
I ate these and in the morning,
pee down to my knees.

They tried a warning,
don't you dare, it's in your head...
Pee, Pee, Pee, everywhere.
I went to camp, I didn't dare sleep.
I hugged my knees
and prayed for morning.
It came, and behind my lids 
everything bad waited.

But wait, between my legs-
a desert dry!
Elate, elate I am trained,
thirteen the magic number!
No magic, just done,
but the why, no fun.
Time to cry.

He hurt me young, he
taught me shame as he...
I took the blame and told no one.
And that is the why,
the why, why, why
and yet,
here I am, Dan The Man.

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Poet Destroyer A April 30, 2015 at 9:16 PM Dan, Congrats.................... Luv ~Linda~

Skat A April 30, 2015 at 8:49 PM Hello Dan The Man :) Congratulations in MY keeping it real contest. ~SKAT~

Verlena S. Walker October 27, 2014 at 1:07 PM Well done therapy Dan. I have enjoyed your poetic style a heap. This is a gem to read. Verlena Dan Helppi October 27, 2014 at 3:44 PM I'm glad you enjoyed Verlena.

Brenda Meier-Hans October 27, 2014 at 10:17 AM I'm glad I came over to see this. And it's also time I welcomed you. Both my brothers had this weakness but it was handled quite differently by my parents. I only now see how beautifully my mom and dad acted. I am so sorry you had to go through torment. Dan Helppi October 27, 2014 at 3:36 PM Thanks Brenda.

Maurice Yvonne October 26, 2014 at 8:58 PM Awesome write. If you could see me I would give you a standing ovation. Dan Helppi October 26, 2014 at 10:26 PM I see you Maurice! Thank you.

Andrea Dietrich October 25, 2014 at 2:50 PM finally saw the reply you left me. Thanks for explaining a bit. Just to let you know, I had notifications turned off to see replies, so normally I won't see if you made a reply to me at your poem, only if you come leave me a note!! Can't wait to see more new material of yours. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 4:42 PM Thanks Andrea! I can see how busy you are! Gosh, your poems are so good!

Dave Timperley October 25, 2014 at 9:13 AM Hey Dan, I'm Dave the Man. please take a peek at some of my stuff. like Bed Dread, In a corner, No hurt, no fear. May your pen bring you peace through your poetry. It works for me. God Bless. D. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 10:40 AM Thanks Dave, I shall.

Richard Lamoureux October 25, 2014 at 9:11 AM I think you would relate to my book "DUMMY, Hurtful and Healing Words" this poem really strikes a chord. You have a way with words Dan, you will fit in nicely. Dan Helppi October 25, 2014 at 10:37 AM Thanks for the kind words Richard, I will consider your book.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser October 20, 2014 at 2:36 AM what a horrible event is this.. :( If this true I hope God forgives those who did these and tha may He grant you more blessings.. writing is one way to heal the brokens.. Dan Helppi October 20, 2014 at 7:27 AM Thank you, and yes I have been granted many blessings. Your poems are one of them.

Andrea Dietrich October 19, 2014 at 7:38 PM gosh, Dan, Am I reading too much into this. The ending makes me think you were abused very badly and this is what caused your horrible plight. So sorry for that. It's good you can talk about it now . I hope you do NOT take the blame today. Nice to meet you here. Dan Helppi October 19, 2014 at 9:00 PM Thank you Andrea, I think everyone uses the poking stick of writing sometimes, in this way we don't really have to touch the pain, we can just poke it and maybe even squish it. Thanks again for the kind words.