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| Open Poetry #6 |
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My Only Son..for Travis again |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Reposted now that he is seven!!! My only son has almond eyes; he's only seven and often cries. He's short and thin for his tender age; his heart of hope often dances with rage. People say he won't settle down; he fidgets too much, he's such a clown. They say he argues, finds flaws in each word. He tries to explain how the world is absurd. He thinks too much, worries more. A tornato may come or there may be a war. He loves his family wants to be smart, does "nothing right" and hurts in his heart. He needs to be loved, honest and real. He needs to be taught its okay to feel. I can't keep him safe in a Mother's embrace, despite the pain I often see on his face. He says he's "dumb", but he's far too wise. he whispers "I'm scared" with couragous eyes. The world can't yet see all that he holds a bright sense of hummor, a heart of gold. Soon he will grow and maybe "sit still" but what of the world he lives in until. I only can smile and tell him I care, remind him he's good and I'll always be there.. Someday he'll argue and people will see that what's now a "disorder" was meant to be. He'll learn from the label he wears each hour that challenging doubt gives a soul power. for Travis from Mom... Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Wow! What a powerful poem. This is beautiful...brought me to tears, literally. Michael |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Michael, Thank you so much for your reply and kind feedback. This poem always makes me feel rather emotional, but then again, I am just a bit biased.  Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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HelmutB Senior Member
since 2000-01-06
Posts 964Canada |
A dream is within every one of us Sometimes it just takes longer to wake up A very nice poem for Travis The ability to describe life with words is similar to painting a picture; both can be powerful tools. |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
helmut. Thanks for responding. Travis is awake already (the problem is some would say too awake..too observant, even too smart.) Sometimes it's labels we have to peel off when we do wake up that are the problem. Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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CMGrimm Senior Member
since 2000-02-14
Posts 685USA |
Beautiful Christie...this young man is so lucky to have you in his life. And you to have him. Wonderful read....left me feeling a little teary...but anything about children usually does....especially something as sweet as this. Chris Never be a carbon copy of anybody...make your own impressions. - ANON. |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Christie a beautiful poem, with you in his life I'm sure he will grow up to be a fine young man with a mum very proud of him tracie |
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christies heart Member
since 1999-08-10
Posts 189NJ, USA |
Chris and Tracie, thank you both for you responses. Your responses almost left me teary..which shows where I am on the mush factor with regard to this poem...Thanks so much..C Grant that I may not judge my niegbor until I have walked a mile in his moccasians Native American prayer |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Christie, this poem you've written for and about your son is just wonderful. Our children are all "special" naturally, but some that our society "labels" have an even more special and unique perception to share with the world. As an adult with ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder) and a high degree of intelligence and creativity, I can attest to the fact that "labels" are often misused, misplaced, and most consequentially, misunderstood. Your devotion to and support of your son is precious and will be his guiding beacon all through his life, for you are the one to accept him and remind him that he is a specially gifted blessing to you, to the world and to himself. You sound like a very special Mom. Thank you for sharing another heartfelt and poignant work of beauty with us. |
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