CayCay Godwin Poet Free verse

Years Wasted To Gone

When a toddler of three, he knew not the debris
his Mother bequeathed when leaving him to feel free.
Left with a Father ignorant of his son’s ache,
age three stroked silent need for parental guidance.

Toddler distress combined his child phase with frightened,
amid thoughts and feel-storms striking him unworthy.
Traumatic ignorance grew his teen years fear-trimmed
and doubt-tinged as any alliance with sadness
can contrive when answers sought are Father-strangled
and maternal love desired is Mother-trampled.

No Father’s words served him; no Mother’s arms circled him.
Years of tear formed wishes were hope blurred by forlorn.
Through the slow toddler, child and teen years, he held on
until his tears smeared the dreams years wasted to gone.

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Sandra Adams June 12, 2019 at 4:10 AM I can feel the child’s pain in this one, perhaps because I was like that child! Nicely penned CayCay Godwin June 12, 2019 at 8:12 AM In a way I deeply regret that your journey included such a past, it saddens me but in another way I know it provided fuel for your pen and growth, unique to you, for your spirit. Good to meet you, Sandra - I think last night was the first time our paths crossed. I wish you a golden day ... CayCay

Anne-Lise Andresen June 7, 2019 at 8:01 AM - Congratulations on your win, CayCay :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

John Hamilton June 6, 2019 at 9:14 PM Back with congrats on a fine placement in the contest!

Joseph May June 6, 2019 at 2:33 PM So sad when children feel abandoned,,,Congrats on your win CayCay..

Heidi Sands June 6, 2019 at 2:20 PM Congratulations for your win :)

Carolyn Devonshire June 1, 2019 at 12:25 PM Those of us who were raised by loving, affectionate parents sometimes can't relate to the problems this boy faced. Sometimes when horrible events like the shooting in Virginia Beach occur, we wonder what caused the gunman to do such a thing. I believe the answer can be found in their troubled childhood. A compelling poem, CayCay! Excellent work. Hugs, carolyn

Carl Fraser May 31, 2019 at 3:01 PM Hi Cay Cay, i just read this and it stirred my heart as ive been through alot of what you wrote. The shattered dreams are real and you bring it out with care and poise. Blessings Carl

Swetha Vangaveti May 31, 2019 at 8:02 AM Painful. A child's heart needs warmth to be showered. If not, his teen years weave a different story. Poignantly written.

Catie Lindsey May 31, 2019 at 6:35 AM Such a sad one, CayCay. Best wishes in the contest. I hope all these storms have missed you. Yesterday's storm spun tornadoes just 13 miles from our home. I think the scariest part is being caught in a storm while driving. I just keep going g forward and know I will come out of it sooner or later. I hope all is well with you. Hugs, Catie :-)

Andrea Dietrich May 30, 2019 at 7:34 PM thanks for catching my typo. Let me read this and then I will soupmail you before I go off. Incredible last line on this one, and I really enjoyed your creative word phrases such as father-strangled and mother-trampled. that is something i notice you do a lot more than other poets. You use words in such new unique ways. You came up with a much more meaningful poem for this contest than i did. It was easy for me because of my daughter being named Angie.

John Hamilton May 30, 2019 at 4:59 PM Wonderful write Cay Cay, again I can't help noticing the near rhyme and internal rhymes which makes this free verse more melodic although melancholic, but so goes the true story of Mick Hucknall, one of the truly great soul singers.

Gordon Mcconnell May 30, 2019 at 3:54 PM Such a beautiful piece CayCay, so emotional and true for so many. Excellent penning. Blessings, Gordon

Jennifer Proxenos May 30, 2019 at 2:52 PM A talented emotional and sad write - a poem that speaks from the heart - a childs hurt when .....answers sought are father-strangled .... and maternal love is mother-trampled - not only a winner of a contest but also POT year! Love and hugs CayCay, Jenny.

Tom Cunningham May 30, 2019 at 4:46 AM A well written emotional write CayCay. Good luck in the contest. Tom.

William Kelii Kekaula May 30, 2019 at 3:40 AM 'Tis heartfelt so sincere CayCay, poetically justifies that this story be told lest the hurt of a child spreads, as it goes unsung, Aloha William

Jan Allison May 30, 2019 at 2:49 AM I'm holding back the tears here Caycay such an emotional poem, such a heartbreaking scene that sadly children have to endure when the parents split:-( hugs Jan xx