Open Poetry #7 |
Brandon's Lament |
Jana Tovey Member
since 2000-05-30
Posts 257USA |
One child, a boy, now, almost a man tries to deal with the absence of a father’s love the absence of a mother’s care and the absence of nourishment for both the body and soul. He shows a brave face, it’s the little things that get him down, and when he’s tired and hungry, and feeling completely alone, he cries at what the others say about his clothes... his broken teeth. He responds to encouragement, working hard to please. A teacher who takes the time to notice his effort, could truly effect a change in the self worth and self image of this seemingly vagabond child. Whose classrooms did you grace? How often were you overlooked? Was your melancholy misread by many, as sullen dread, at being forced to learn, forced to attend school? In your tired and too knowing eyes, I see a thirst for knowledge and a hunger for things that will allow you to escape the taunts and the threats and the absence of love in your life |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
This simply broke my heart! "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace." Elizabeth Barrett Browning |
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amazon_lover Member
since 2000-04-09
Posts 491Dublin,Ireland |
Hi Jana Do you know me ? I've felt all along that way but life goes. Sincerely A_L |
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Jana Tovey Member
since 2000-05-30
Posts 257USA |
This was a student in my class once. I have more and more like him every year. If this is/was you, too, A_L, then I hope you realize how important you are as an individual, and as a part of whatever partnership you end up in. Education is especially important, because we respect ourselves more as we become more educated about the things that interest us. |
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