Dark Father Daughter Poems

     
Nostalgia, my sometimes-friend, an unwavering realist,
visits from time to time with a flood of memories
centering around the polar opposites that...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along outer limits of 
the edge of night...

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The t.v. series,
A Little Princess,
reminds me
of my dad's gift
of a dark-haired
porcelain doll...

...I gave away
to compensate
for feeling spoiled
--that I begged
for her at all

Being a generous
gift-giver was...

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Walking downstairs;  I see particles of light,
Shimmering in my dark brown long hair.
The light of stars is so bright that it
Envelopes all the darkness...

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In life's tempestuous sea, a daughter finds her guide,
Her father's love, a beacon strong, unwavering by her side.

Through verses of poetic grace, he weaves a...

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She was five when she was set down for a talk. Don't walk alone in the dark, keys between your knuckles, don't let them take...

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Alone in this world
Alone in this society
Alone in love
Alone in life
Alone in fatherhood
Alone in my time of need
Nobody to help me
Nobody to care about what...

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MockingBird

  Mockingbird can't fly,
  Mockingbird can't sing,
  She's not allowed to do anything.
  Cold naked, all alone, 
  in dark...

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Alone in the night, with no one to hold,
A life she never chose, yet she's so bold.
Her mother left her, on the day of her...

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Wake up in the midnight,
Staring at the window outside
It slightly far above my sight
A little girl’s hands folded
Cries out in pain
I can read her facial...

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I used to blame myself 
For your absence in my life
I thought maybe you didn’t love me
Maybe I was right

Your in my life always leaving...

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* This is about a scene from Steven Spielberg's "War of the Worlds" *

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The Ballad of Love Distorted 

The horse’s ears flicker in silent rebuke
His rider is tense, taut, confused. 
Raw frost shining in soft silver rhythm 
And...

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He went to war each morn
Armed with thermos and lunch pail
Gearldine wasn’t his firstborn
As a girl – just a tomboy with a pigtail

He knew her...

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Quiet Bird Songs

Daughter, come home. 
Your mom is calling you. 
She is singing the same song, 
as when you were little. 
She remembers, 
everything. 
She...

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