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He is not her father, you are not his wife.

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xEmperorEmber
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0 posted 11-29-2011 03:39 PM       View Profile for xEmperorEmber   Email xEmperorEmber   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit xEmperorEmber's Home Page   View IP for xEmperorEmber


Eager was I
When first set I stood
In youth
To traverse the plains of fact
Though thought well stood - Mis.

Though now the derivative of ailment
Sees me cycle through
Back round through the bottom
To the core, I implore you

Again.

I was dying, you know?
Then got better.
To go with my voodoo suit for you.

Voodoo here where the face
Breaks the leaden threats
Perpetrated by steel demands
Barreled through the end of his violent pipe - Yet?

Now we're propped in solidarity
Against the many hands
And though they seek to rip
What is yours through pain
And procedure
I will fight the hands
Which all at once
And paid in spades
Are only as eager as that pair which
I wielded in youth.

I will protect you.
I know the tricks.

I have long since been done with abuse.
I sharpen my teeth on stone; not bones.
I have turned to see this now as
Rash behavior from children
Men and Women, both, and all at once

I foil them all for you!

In age I have yielded, to give way
To cyclic form of self
The diameter of which grows
With each passing revolution
The diameter of which defines
My capacity for all things

Less a pursuit of fact, for me,
And an acknowledgement of said cycles

Patterning again
Holding again

You and me at TDC, ready to start again.

After 7 years of COMPLETE silence I reached down
For you unannounced. Out of something blue.
Like I said I would, 11 years back:

"I will always have the right to take you from anyone, anytime, anywhere, and no matter what."

And you remembered my words that night
With the police, at his house, unannounced.
Unaware.

How did I know?
But I did
And... I did
So I did.

His bands were discarded, instantly.
Cut free were you by me.
And his rapes just memory.
His child calls me father.
Your name is your name again
Which will soon be our name
So that you never have to be owned
The three of us
With him long since forgotten
Though I prompt her to reserve
That place for him
But by choice of her child's mind
I am in the frame
And he is gone.

I am the biggest vulture now out of three
on the zippo.

I eat the daddy noodles.

In a tar ditch with a needle in his violent arm
We will forget him.

I came back for you.
Like I said I would.

I did.
I did.

And you are clean.
And you are calm.
And never more beautiful.

© Copyright 2011 Paul Watley - All Rights Reserved
LaGraceLa
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since 01-30-2011
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1 posted 12-04-2011 04:55 PM       View Profile for LaGraceLa   Email LaGraceLa   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LaGraceLa

There are no words for this poem. I am awestruck. Simply fantasic, I don't know what to say. Keep writing, I want to read more of your poems, because this is so amazing!
Angel4aKing
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since 09-27-2006
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2 posted 05-30-2013 12:04 AM       View Profile for Angel4aKing   Email Angel4aKing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Angel4aKing

This really spoke to me .... thanks for sharing...

I am the biggest vulture now out of three
on the zippo.

I eat the daddy noodles.

In a tar ditch with a needle in his violent arm

We will forget him.

I came back for you.
Like I said I would.

I did.
I did.

And you are clean.
And you are calm.
And never more beautiful.

~~~kingsangel~~~

Angel4aKing
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since 09-27-2006
Posts 1378
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3 posted 06-29-2013 06:50 AM       View Profile for Angel4aKing   Email Angel4aKing   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Angel4aKing

Had to reread !!! Just awesome and hope u don't mind but I had to share it with my friend she was wowed....thnx again for sharing,,,,
DaysofView
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since 04-01-2014
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Billy's Best Half


4 posted 04-03-2014 08:21 PM       View Profile for DaysofView   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for DaysofView

I agree! An awesome and relevant poem!

It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them.

xEmperorEmber
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since 03-28-2000
Posts 141
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5 posted 10-20-2015 02:13 PM       View Profile for xEmperorEmber   Email xEmperorEmber   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit xEmperorEmber's Home Page   View IP for xEmperorEmber

Thanks.  This was about a rough spot in my family's life, before we were family.  Now we are.  She is 4 years clean from heroin and he is no where to be found.  The kid is the best.  Excels at everything.  Third grade now.  Big year for her.

I will never relent.

I will see it all through.

Madly in love with the Mommy.

Happy to have a place in this cycle of life, though I myself am sterile.

My vultures are now geese.  And all these nice things we have.  Stability in love.  Love from stability.

WE WON.
 
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