Open Poetry #30 |
Cradle And All |
ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Her Daddy was a high rise builder I was just one of his roustabout men Until the day that I met her An felt her eyes draw me in So I arranged to meet her later at a bar called Gentleman Slims' hoped her Daddy wouldn't discover what we knew would never please him. In a corner we shared our familiars at a table far from the crowded bar just simply enjoying the freedom of two people uncovering their heart The weeks that followed seemed timeless unfolding in intimate parts we graced each other with pleasure til she called me and set us apart Chorus: Woh I never wanted that phone call Cause there's a wrong way to learn the truth Said she was carrying our baby But Daddy left her no room to choose. She was trapped in a social prison couldn't escape over the wall she was scentenced against her decision to forget our future, cradle and all Somedays I can't stop thinking of her when questions fill my wondering head. while I imagine being a father and realize a part of me's dead I relive the weeks that were timeless and unfold those intimate parts when we graced each other with pleasure until that fatal call set us apart Chorus: Woh I never wanted that phone call Cause there's a wrong way to learn the truth Said she was carrying our baby But Daddy left her no room to choose. She was trapped in a social prison couldn't escape over the wall she was scentenced against her decision to forget our future, cradle and all Ain't doin nothin at all |
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Sadelite Member Elite
since 2003-10-11
Posts 2519 |
OOOOOhhhh myyyyyy. I'm hoping this is just lyrics to a song. If not, my heart goes out to you. This was such a beautifully well written poem, with grabbing movement and flow. Sadie |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
ethome Almost makes it's own music, well done. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
there's a wrong way to learn the truth sigh |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
ethome, powerful write, emotional to the core...*sighs*....a wrong way to learn the truth--yes indeed. take care. happy holidays, Amy "love is like a butterfly-- |
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