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My Son My Friend

Mourn not my Son... your Father's dead And there's nothing to be done. Do not mount the battlements in my defense As the race was fairly won. The kitchen table has not been set... My chair lies stark and bare. No one leans against the window sill To enjoy the good night air. The wooded trails lie hushed and quiet Where my thoughts no longer stray. The geese who consumed my crusted bread Grow more peckish by the day. And excuse the Baker if he looks confused When I am not there to buy his rolls. And commit to the Ferryman two copper coins As we all must pay his toll. And Nature will seem modestly indifferent As the Sun will rise again. But remember well this road we've traveled Where I called you Son and Friend. Gird yourself against the slings and arrows And receive my falling torch of deeds undone. But before you walk the hallowed ground Be sure to overindulge a little fun. I weep for those who have not journeyed Upon the wondrous track to mark our gain. But with you my Son...who really knows? We may yet... get to do it all again. Mortality is lovingly given by the Grace of God And to its betterment all should strive. But alas our lives have one primal flaw... No one here... gets out alive. With this my spirit soars to celestial heights So please accept this well-earned death. And as Son and Friend... we will meet again. When you partake your final breath. And be not shy... about my demise That allows me to walk on Heaven's path. As only a fool like me would keep a toaster... In the same room a person takes a bath. The End

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 5/17/2021 7:20:00 AM
David, This poem has such deep-seated meaning to me. The title 'My Son My Friend' jumped off the page. Especially as a parent and father of boomerang kids. And the missing feeder, the geese going hungry without daily bread is personal to me. The light-hearted ending was just right and perfectly placed. Well done. -Richard
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Date: 5/9/2021 7:55:00 AM
This style reminds me of Longfellow. This was an enjoyable read and loved the ending.
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:46:00 PM
I do like Longfellow. For some reason I could easily understand his writing. His poetry had meaning but not unduly layered as others. Have a great day.
Date: 5/7/2021 6:52:00 AM
David, this is a superb monologue, a moving blend of vivid literal and figurative language. Janice
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:45:00 PM
My Son easily inspires me. He is great. Stay well my friend.
Date: 5/6/2021 10:50:00 PM
Truly an uplifting poem, David, don't know too much about the end though, just be careful, with poetry as good as this we want you around somewhat longer yet... to my favourites. Harry
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:43:00 PM
Thanks harry. I'll be careful but I'm not the smartest tool in the shed so no promises. Have a good one my friend.
Date: 5/6/2021 2:48:00 PM
How good is this poem, written in a very matter of fact resigned way, yet I feel deeply touched by it, the helplessness is lighthearted yet incredibly profound, very difficult to achieve yet you managed it seamlessly, with an ending to die for, pun intended, cheers David
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:42:00 PM
Thanks David. High praise indeed. I tried to write a serious ending but it seemed to drag the poem down. Have a great day.
Date: 5/6/2021 7:48:00 AM
Brilliant David, you had me hooked, then the punchline, I hope it gets POTD. Tom
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:40:00 PM
I wondered whether the punch line worked or not. I thought about it for a few days on whether to leave it in or not? I'm happy with it. Stay well my friend.
Date: 5/5/2021 7:19:00 PM
Top shelf penning, David. The closing couplet gives it that lighthearted humor at the end, which always makes for a memorable poem. Spill ink!
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David McHattie
Date: 5/10/2021 4:38:00 PM
I find it very hard to stay serious for very long. I have numerous unfinished poems where I try to be serious but for me... it is difficult. Have a great day.
Date: 5/5/2021 5:23:00 PM
G'day David ... a great poem indeed. if only we all could live a fulfilled life - thank you David - Lindsay
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David McHattie
Date: 5/5/2021 7:09:00 PM
Every person according to their gifts as 'Spock' would say. Have a great day.
Date: 5/5/2021 1:54:00 PM
oh my gosh, the ending. What a way to GO OUT. This is really good writing. gotta fave it.
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David McHattie
Date: 5/5/2021 7:08:00 PM
Thanks. It was fun to write. When I do pass... it will be because of something stupid I've done. I'm sure of that. Have a great day.
Date: 5/4/2021 9:06:00 PM
Wow ~ I just had to FAVE this awesome poem. And it's just like you to finish on a high note ! Bravo ~
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David McHattie
Date: 5/5/2021 7:05:00 PM
Thank you. High praise indeed. Have a great day.
Date: 5/4/2021 7:24:00 PM
In my eyes, this is moving and beautiful. Making it a Fav! You have a flair for beauty in life, that I, As a Poet, love to read. Not about flowers but about human relationships. EE Cummings to me, had a similar magic.
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David McHattie
Date: 5/5/2021 7:04:00 PM
Thanks Panagiota. I've been reading some EE Cummings and I find it a bit of a slog. He is way too smart for me. His head is in a different universe. Have a great day my friend.
Date: 5/4/2021 6:33:00 PM
That's one way to 'discover electricity,' lol. Thanks for the great entertainment, my friend! Superlative narrative. Kudos, gw
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David McHattie
Date: 5/5/2021 7:02:00 PM
There are worse ways to go I guess. Have a great day. Stay frosty.