Shari Todd Harris Dunning Part2
Even though days of life lived with
(all my children now grown) ail
ling soul of stifled for want of indulging
in ordinary experiences bewail
ling deprivation of accomplishing
healthy milestones regret a cold detail
reminding me as aging process speeded
as if an onset of late progeria fail
lings in this once skinny as twig youth,
now thinning hair bothersome - hail
yes (suspected cause underactive thyroid,
blood test will confirm), a jail
unseen by anybody even me finds spontaneity
bound from within this male,
whose counterproductive antics sought
to compensate for lost time did imp pale
and figuratively crucify myself at the
emotional expense of "star student" rail
ling (recent time gone by), thee (to her)
unforgivable hurt, the stuff of a true tale,
this papa does resign himself unintentional
misery untraversable unbridgeable gulf
the expanse of a yawning Rhode Island
sized Leviathan whale.
oh...thank you for the Trader Joe's gift card
this dirt poor mortal doth leave ye
with his cumulative loving re:guard
aware hiatus of estrangement (FROM ME)
the sad story of my life with mom, dad,
two loving sisters, who tried so hard
to reach out only to be rebuffed, as well
Abby, Eden, Shana deserving of so
much more joy...sorry girls dada starred
and created in his own living nightmare -
alone in a wilderness more bleak than Siberia,
within a solo battle pierced by my
own Damoclean Sword!
Copyright © Matthew Harris | Year Posted 2018
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