Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Object Unkown
Question
What ails thee my love?
A query
to hang upon
the towel rail
Response
A river of anger
that swells and pulses
over my feet
The way our children
coil and strike
at the eyes and
half truths we once
offered as gospel
but now do not cut it
Question
What heals thee my love?
A query
to flip and rotate
till it catches the morning
Response
A sea of reconciliation
to immerse me
and bring relief
to bright open cuts
and weeping old sores
The way our children
will find us
long after we are gone
and rediscover
the half truths
we might had told
and still hold true
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3 comments:
mmm this is so interesting, so relevant to my family situation at the moment. I can relate to it both as a child and as a parent :)
Good stuff.
I am really struggling with my brood of teenagers at the moment , they are driving me to distraction, I had to let it out here lol
yeup, I hear ya. My army brat came home this weekend. He texted me to ask could he bring a couple of mates to stay, so I said sure. Cleaned up my house, got in a whole lot of groceries to feed 3 army boys for the weekend, sorted out extra beds etc. And was all happy cos he'd actually chosen to stay with me for a change instead of his Dad.
Then on Friday night I found out from his father that he wasn't staying at my place. He'd dropped his mates there, and he went off to stay with some girlfriend of his.
I told him I didn't want to be left with his two mates (who I didn't know at all, not even their names) while he went off with some girl.
I mean, what would I say to them at breakfast time? I felt that I was just being used, like some sort of B&B. I didn't care about his mates staying or not staying. I just wanted to see him, not them!
So he packed a big sad and gathered up his friends and moved to his Dad's. :(
Couldn't see my point of view at all.
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