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 © | Year Posted 2018

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