Stop asking, for I'll answer you, extending pliant boundaries, embellishing fresh memories; vast worlds and words to be construed Power and pain, born both of truth, yearned after through the centuries; discerning eyes may peer beneath; all want to know -but then they do Reality shan't be eschewed, enticed, youths' curiosities; wishing to know His masterpiece, learn to despair for what's ensued Timeless, the story continues; we, like the rest of our species; love overflows our arteries; your pain -mine fiercest bugaboo
Open Link Night
For today’s Open Link Night at d’Verse, I’d like to share a poem that I wrote in the summer of 2020, not long after I’d created this blog. I wrote this for Father’s Day (USA), with my daughter (then less than 5½-years-old) in mind.
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When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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44 thoughts on “Thicker than blood, or: Bugaboo”
The story does continue, thankfully.
💕 Lauren 💕
Power and pain, born both of truth… seems we are coming up short on both counts these days. Great poem David.
💞 Dwight 💞 – thanks!
You are welcome!
I’m having a moment
There is a familiar ache in my heart
◇your pain -mine fiercest bugaboo◇
And it intensifies, magnifying my own childhood pain, and so embracing parenthood again.
●Stop asking – Stop asking, for I’ll answer you,●
then you took the bull by the horns, extended the pliant boundaries- 👏
And you went for it
Thank you for the family counseling
😊 Abi 😊 – you’re truly much too kind
Thank you David
Here is such a powerful allowing my kindness to flow.❤
Magnificent poem, David. I see many layers to this. Both personal and universal. Bravo! 💖
💖 Michele 💖 – thank you so much!
The intensity of love is indeed fierce. (K)
🤎 Kerfe 🤎
power and pain both born of truth keeps jumping back at me….
🤍 Iain 🤍 – thank you so much.
Fantastic musings on the mysteries of life and the discernment of what we know and what we fear to know!
💚 Thanks, Muri 💚
This is incredibly poignant! I resonate with; “Power and pain, born both of truth.” Yes! 💝💝
💙 Sanaa 💙 – thank you
“Discerning eyes may peer beneath; all want to know–and then they do” resonated with me. Parenting–what a reality. Children, more than a mitzvah, the deepest blessings.
💜 Glenn 💜 – yeah… mitzvahs can be hard.
“Power and pain, both born of truth.” Powerful and true words right there.
🧡 Chris 🧡 – thanks!
“Timeless, the story continues;” 💙
💛 Merril 💛
“shan’t” — wow! That’s a great throwback word. Well done, as usual, and in awe over here, as usual.
My pretension often comes out in my poetry, Monika! Thank you 🙂