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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569
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Oh take me back to my younger days, So I can show you how I was raised. Get out the movies and pull up a chair... In no time at all, you'll feel like you're there. Glitchy and scratchy and grainy and fast.. The movies are old, I think they won't last. So settle on in now, the popcorn is waiting. Here are the answers to what you've been hating. Here is my mother, vulnerable but strong. Her cheekbones are high, her hair dark & long. Her eyes shaped like almonds, a beauty for sure. A voice like an angel, a heart that is pure. Here is my father, a selfish addiction. No honor, no valor, no manly conviction. An average sized man with striking brown locks. Dressed to the nines, sly as a fox. She gave me honesty, humor, her smile. He gave me fear, distrust and denial. She gave me love and comforting things. He gave me trembling and words that would sting. So here they are, your explanations. Of why I'm the cause of your frustrations. My anger is not my fault... you see.. I'm just a product of my family tree. |
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RevengeIsMine Senior Member
since 2006-07-08
Posts 820Australia |
This is great, i really like it. Awesome Job... |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Welcome Tina. I was pleased to find your poems here. Sorry you have unpleasant memories of your Dad. Mine are so warm and fuzzy and I write of him so often that I'm afraid I might be getting tiresome on that subject. Love, Joyce |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
My dad was controlling and critical and I find that to be the dominant part of my personality...I am always trying to be more loving and caring, and appreciative...it is a choice and change is possible...not easy but possible...James |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Ain't we all! Ain't we all. I think we all wear the scars on our hearts, souls and psyches. Thank God there was often someone to balance the cutting. aziza |
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TinaTrivett Senior Member
since 2006-07-15
Posts 569 |
Thanks for all the comments. Yes, I think no matter how old we get, there is still a child inside asking us to remember. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
A heartfelt read, Tina. Welcome to these blue pages of poetry! |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Yes! Well done, Tina and the title is perfect! Welcome. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I sure understand this one! Good job! |
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divine chaos Senior Member
since 2006-07-09
Posts 617dancing 'neath the moon |
I'm so glad you found PiP I love your sharing ~*Sheli*~ By words the mind is winged |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Tina, I wish your inside child some peace filled dreams... Like Joyce, my mother and father were blessings.  |
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