Darren White Poet Free verse

What Child Is This

What do I say to you
what do I say
could I go back?

If I can face you
face the truth
could I then save— 

What question is this
it leaves me cold
leaves me with guilt

I'm here, a ghost
barely alive—
tell me I'm good

Tell me that once
the day will come
life really starts

One day you will
be me, then we grow up
we will survive

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October 12, 2017
For contest: What Child Is This
Sponsor: Craig Cornish

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Gregory Richard Barden October 25, 2017 at 5:28 PM Beautiful and thoughtful write, dear friend - congratulations on your win, Buddy! :-) <3

Eve Roper October 18, 2017 at 6:32 PM Congratulations on your win hugs Eve Darren White October 20, 2017 at 5:21 AM Thanks so much, Eve :)

Alexis Y. October 18, 2017 at 3:30 PM Hi Darren, My inner child could to relate your heartfelt words. I wrote one too however I didn't enter it. I should have entered my poem entitled "Conversation". Congratulations on your placement in the contest. It was well deserved:-) Alexis Darren White October 20, 2017 at 5:21 AM Yeah.... On a next occasion :) Thanks Alexis!

Dale Gregory Cozart October 18, 2017 at 12:14 PM This is awesome. Congrats on your win. Darren White October 18, 2017 at 1:14 PM Thank you, Dale :)

Andrea Dietrich October 14, 2017 at 5:51 PM DArren, you did this topic very well. I did not read the fine print and now I have to think of how to redo what I came up with on this topic. OH MY. I have too much to do and probably can't do it in time!! Anyway, I really like yours. Darren White October 16, 2017 at 2:18 PM Thanks Andrea, just go back and do it, it's more a DM than anything else :)

Anisha Dutta October 14, 2017 at 12:15 PM Strong Composition.Good Luck Darren White October 16, 2017 at 2:19 PM Thanks Anisha :)

Freddie Robinson Jr. October 14, 2017 at 7:46 AM An illuminating, thought-provoking poem, Darren. Your poems reach deep into the psyche of motive-hidden behavior. Ty for the poetic couch session, Dr. White. Lol! Truth be told, this is a mighty fine poem. I give it a magnitude factor of 10 star luminosity rating. It's a really cerebral bright write, my friend. Love and smiles forever. Darren White October 14, 2017 at 8:23 AM Your wonderful comments always make me smile Freddie. Thank you so very much my friend!

Jerry Hackett October 13, 2017 at 3:06 PM Darren, This is Jerry H, author of Dear Ellen. I am new and do not know how to properly respond to comments in this website. Pls excuse my intrusion. Thanks for the nice words about Dear Ellen. To answer your question, I have not put music around it. Darren White October 14, 2017 at 2:54 AM Hi Jerry, I replied to your poem with an explanation :)

Eve Roper October 13, 2017 at 1:21 PM Courages write, Darren, I feel your talking about a parent. I felt this way a lot with both my parents, but in their mind nothing was done just all of our imagination . Hugs Eve ~`* Eve Roper October 18, 2017 at 6:33 PM I was totally confused about this contest , Darren, I didn't enter the contest. Darren White October 14, 2017 at 2:55 AM Eve, thank you. For this contest we need to write or speak to ourselves as child, so that is what this is about :)

White Wolf October 12, 2017 at 11:37 PM A very touching piece, Duir! Best of luck in contest Darren White October 12, 2017 at 11:57 PM Thanks Budgie :)

Patricia Cresswell October 12, 2017 at 6:18 PM It seems to me that the little one knows you love him. He needs reassurance every once in a while just to be sure as most children do. This is so tender and caring a poem it is the arms with which you hold the little one. Well,well, done. Darren White October 12, 2017 at 11:56 PM That little one is myself. Talking to the child that once was me :)

Tim Smith October 12, 2017 at 1:23 PM I think we all have these questions facing tough situations...great pondering Darren White October 12, 2017 at 1:26 PM Yeah, we all do... It was quite hard to write this, let me tell you that!

Arthur Vaso October 12, 2017 at 12:21 PM Brings a tear to my eye, very powerful words, but a very soft beautiful poem! Darren White October 12, 2017 at 12:29 PM Thanks so much my friend :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart October 12, 2017 at 11:47 AM A tender note to your little self my dear sweet Piroet. Hugs and love ton mo Darren White October 12, 2017 at 12:07 PM Merci ma mo :)