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What Do You Think About Your Son Now

What Do You Think About Your Son Now

I watched a child's balloon 
float out of hand~lost
thought of how much we've drifted,
the tears that streamed down a child's face;
Were there tears in your eyes too?

Do you often think on a boy
a character so quick to make everyone laugh
whose now a man swift 
at telling you the ugly truth,

Trust me!
There's much thought about you,
reminders of absence
past memories 
remembering a different you.

Maybe, it's me
who did all the change
mind, heart, spirit
with one eye
now a vision seeing
less of you,

I lie
to myself
and family,
when said
the hands have been washed clean,
because it still hurts 
thinking......
how easily it was
for you 
to release the balloon free.

Grown disgusted
with your names,
avoiding awkward 
out of blue phonecalls,
any reason to reach out
must be a reason to want.
Children forget
in longterm developement
in which I hope 
one day that spiteful spike
will be the worse thorn in your side.

What do you think about your son now?
Whatever it is, it's not my fault!

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Deborah Evans

Hi Devon Your write is sad with an out pouring of 
hurt hard to read without feeling emotional 
I dont know if it is about you but if it is i hope 
it helped to write it down, 
A honest write written from a hurting heart 
Best wishes to you Debs 

 

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Devon La Porte

Thank you for the comment Debs. I was reluctant in posting this, it is very real and true and yes very sad. I appreciate the best wishes too and I hope all is well.

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Tony Taylor

INTENSE!! ~ Brother DEVON!!.....must have taken some difficult self-prodding to actually post this after writing it.......the words are so honest....and stripped of any unnecessary fat on the bone ~ the remaining meat of it hits you hard when you read it!!.......the way you chose to deliver it.......and the powerful imagery created by the balloon will stick with me for some time.......it's a painful read.......must have been a painful process for you.......but what you've got here is an intensely powerful portrait of a most unfortunate part of reality, that will move everyone who reads it........awesome write brother!!........and hopefully a therapeutic release as well!!......but in its essence ~ I found truly beautiful poetry!!........PINNED this one.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo

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sparrowsong

Hello Devon...

This broke my heart...

When I can't locate my son...

I go looking...

If I lived closer to my Granddaughter she would probably say...

You're here again Nana?

Some things just doesn't make sense...

I agree this is very intense...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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Devon La Porte

Thank you for reading and commenting Sparrow. It sucks whem your far away from family mine isn't and my kids hardly know their grandparents. Love and peace to you.

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sparrowsong

Hello Devon...

You just reminded me of something else...

When my parents were alive...

At one a couple of points we lived really close to each other and I didn't hardly see them...

When I moved a town away or something like that...

My mom called all the time...

Wanting to come over...

Maybe,  it's true...

Distance makes the heart grow fonder...

Every family is different...

Hugs 2X...

sparrowsong 

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Devon La Porte

Thank you, but I wish I felt the same way you do about it.

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