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ice
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since 2003-05-17

Posts 3404
Pennsylvania

0 posted 2004-01-25 07:12 AM

The boy, about five
Started sagging, already gathering
Baggage to carry through life
"Big boys don't cry", His mother
(Embarrassed) by candy demands,
(Placed at kid-eye height)
Slaps him:
"Just wait 'till I tell your father"
Pack-straps dig deep into tiny shoulders.
*
Ten years pass
And his thoughts are of different confection,
Fantasies change, becoming bolder
He arranges slicks of penthouse pets,
and playboy bunnies beneath
His pillow, lives out lusty dreams
Of them, physical; is caught
In tactile acts, touching tangibles
Told he will burn in hell and his ears will grow,
For sleeping with paper devils;
Snatching up another heavy satchel.
*
Seventy fifth in a class of one hundred
"You will go nowhere in life"
Says his divorced mother,
"just like your father".
Under a cardboard hat, he wonders
If she was right..burger grease stings
His eyes but tonight he will be drunk
And happy, the beat goes on,
In the song refrains of his sire,
Same tune, different generation.
He cannot touch, but feels the burden
That the hidden music bears....
Brass knobs of a heavy trunk,
Loaded with foul syncopation
Weighs heavy on his heart,
Presses hard, and bruises his chest.
*
Myriads of digs and stabs
Time went on, seemed like forever
Hung on a cross held upright by others,
In chains, dragged through familial history
Until someone came along
To break those iron-links of bonds.
*
Saved, when all was near lost,
In splif smoke and phones shut off;
Appears, the angel of love to save him
Lifting conditionings heavy weight;
Confirming his worth, by encouraging,
Exposeing what made him vulnerable
In long and bloody, mental battles.
*
Sometimes... only love can heal
The wounds of slings and verbal arrows,
Can bring hope, by slow, persistent salving
Of old wounds and held in rage
Sometimes... comes along a one
That cuts that cage of bars,
Begins, to lift the heavy burden;
Then love and hard work starts to heal
The welts and scars,
Of life-long carried baggage.

Michelle_loves_Mike

Senior Member

since 2003-12-20

Posts 1189
Pennsylvania

1 posted 2004-01-25 07:36 AM

Ice,
so true, so true, so true,,,,,we are heaped upon for years,,,,,to be saved from a grave of acceptance and compliance,,,,,wonderful write,,,hits home in so many ways with this reader,,,my saviour came,,,,,,I was a lucky one
Michelle

I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike

McLean
Member

since 2004-01-05

Posts 484
state of marital bliss

2 posted 2004-01-25 08:49 AM

I can tell much care was put into the selection of your words here. Quite a heavy subject for discussion, and you do it well here. Perfect description:

"Just wait 'till I tell your father"
Pack-straps dig deep into tiny shoulders.

It does start young, and in ways many adults don't see the lashes that scar.

Great display from you this morning, Ice.

McLean

Bill Charles
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since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

3 posted 2004-01-25 08:53 AM

ice - many memories read here. Touching it is, and a touching write...

BC

Nightshade

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since 2001-08-31

Posts 13962
just out of reach

4 posted 2004-01-25 08:59 AM

ice - I say Brava !! to one exceptional piece of writing. Library bound!! Chris

"At one glance
I love you
With a thousand hearts."

— Mihri Hatun, Turkish poet

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

5 posted 2004-01-25 09:14 AM

ice
Well you melted the ice in my ice tea this morning. Excellent write and the symbols on your line will catch many a fish. LOL

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

6 posted 2004-01-25 01:05 PM

excellent story well written

Martie

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since 1999-09-21

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California

7 posted 2004-01-25 01:15 PM

ice

Love can heal many a thing. A wonderful, sensitive and thought-filled poem!

1slick_lady
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since 2000-12-22

Posts 6088
standing on a shadow's lace

8 posted 2004-01-25 03:24 PM

thats right...it just takes 1...to save us from ourselves...h

Mistletoe Angel

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since 2000-12-17

Posts 32816
Portland, Oregon

9 posted 2004-01-25 04:37 PM

(big angel hugs) Oh Ford, this so deeply touched my heart as I am still young and never want to lose my spirit of the inner-child, dearest friend, as I would be heartbroken if I lost it! (sigh) I believe one should always keep the baby boy or girl in ones heart blanketed and that it is okay for boys to cry as it is a strength and sows ones feelings and emotions! God Bless You, sweet friend, yay, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ford, thank you for sharing!

May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"You'll find something that's enough to keep you
But if the bright lights don't receive you
You should turn yourself around and come back home" MB20

ice
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since 2003-05-17

Posts 3404
Pennsylvania

10 posted 2004-01-26 07:17 AM

Michelle
Yes, "sometimes" a "savior comes....seems so in your life and the life of the fictitious boy in this poem...actually the boy is real, I did see him in the supermarket with his mother....the rest I made up in my mind...thanks for commenting.....:-)
*
McLean
It is hard to believe that statements such as this are still used by women "Just wait 'till I tell your father"
I think it gives boys the idea that women are powerless in situations...Thank you for the reply
*
Bill C.
Some of these memories are mine also, not all but enough that it took years to subdue them...Thanks for reading....:-)
*
Chris
Thank you....I love the quote from Hatnun
*
Seymour
Thank you for reading and commenting.
Symbols don't put fish in the pan.....lol
*
P.S.
Thank you for reading and commenting....:-)
*
Martie
Yes, love can heal, in my mind it is the only medicine that works..thank you for the reply....:-)
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Slick
"it just takes one ("sometimes")to save us from ourselves" you got that right...great line for a different poem...thank you for commenting....:-)
*
Noah
I always enjoy your heart warming replies....thank you ....:-)

iliana
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since 2003-12-05

Posts 13434
USA

11 posted 2004-02-04 02:16 PM

"Saved, when all was near lost,
In splif smoke and phones shut off;
Appears, the angel of love to save him
Lifting conditionings heavy weight;
Confirming his worth, by encouraging,
Exposeing what made him vulnerable
In long and bloody, mental battles."

Wonderful imagery. This was a tremendous poem and gave me hope for my son. I don't understand what men go through in growing up; I know it's different for them than us women and maybe, in some ways, harder, and sometimes it's hard for a mother to understand what's going on in her son's mind. Thank you for writing this.

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