18 Sep 2024
by lynn__
in question poem
Tags: anger, divergent, father, hurt, relationship, son, wall
consider fathers and sons,
some have history of hurt:
angry words, intimidation
insecurities, manipulation
of different personalities
and modes of operation
which seem “wrong” but
simply manifest divergent
yet not so simple after all
hurts can build thick wall
will bricks be broken down?
relationship survive rubble?
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Linking to dVerse poetics hosted by Kim with theme of “endings”. I chose to end my poem with questions because there’s uncertainty how relationship troubles might end…if they do.
11 Mar 2024
by lynn__
in prosery
Tags: dementia, father, obituary, terminal
She hadn’t visited for a whole week and felt a little guilty. She was his only daughter and had moved him to be closer to her. The staff at the memory care unit were attentive and Dad seemed well-adjusted to the move. He was eating better than before and sometimes when she came, they could have an actual conversation.
When she arrived that afternoon, he was sitting in a straight chair at the dining room table, perusing the local newspaper. “Hi Dad! How are you?!” she greeted, a bit too cheerily. He startled and stared at her with a troubled expression.
“What are you reading?” she queried in a softer voice.
“The obituaries…didn’t see my name yet,” he responded dryly.
She hid her smile and hesitantly asked, “Anybody we know?”
“I didn’t recognize all of the names swallowed up by the cold…”
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A 144-word prosery prompt by Bjorn at dVerse Poets, including a line by Swedish poet laureate, Tomas Tranströmer (the final line of my prosery).
24 May 2019
by lynn__
in ghazal
Tags: blessed, father, Jesus, ransom, spirit, true love
dear Jesus, son of Father God above
Spirit confirms you are my one true love
for you created me in mother’s womb
you chose me from the start as own true love
Father, you are attentive to my prayers
the details of my life blessed by true love
my Savior, you gave up your life for mine
high ransom paid, you claim me as true love
you have forgiven my unfaithfulness
and will remain forever first true love
sweet Spirit gently speak to weary heart
to reassure Lynn you’re her best true love!
This is my attempt at writing a ghazal. A ghazal is usually about love, either romantic or divine. It is written in couplets with a repeating refrain. In English, the meter is natural, like iambic pentameter. The final line includes the author’s name. Gay Reiser Cannon shares samples of the ghazal form at dVerse Poets pub…
06 May 2019
by lynn__
in quadrille
Tags: breakfast, early, father, kids, mom, nerf, stairs, TV, upside down
kids up too early
cranked TV up
LOUD
running up & down
the stairs with nerf
guns
whooping-it-up
you decide it’s time to
MOM UP
and whip-up breakfast
before natives turn
entire
house upside-down;
sssshhhh, don’t wake
~ UP ~
your father now!
44-word quadrille for dVerse Poets where De chose the word (you guessed it): UP!
13 Apr 2018
by lynn__
in nonet
Tags: cell, drunk, father, life, mother, silent
young boy abandoned by drunk father
grows up too fast tough in da’hood
cannot refuse “the brothers”
mother feels desperate
now he’s serving life
– s o l i t a r y –
confinement
silent
cell
“Nonet” of 9 lines, each with descending syllable count, formed unique shape…
02 Mar 2018
by lynn__
in letter, quadrille
Tags: anger, boy, father, rage, violence
another absent father
whether unwed, divorced,
or imprisoned.
family needs stability, child lacks security
boy without manly model,
abandoned heart.
educational system poor fit,
disillusioned mind.
socialization by bullies,
tormented soul.
when slow burning anger eventually flares into violent rage,
why are we surprised?
An open letter in quadrille form, linking to d’Verse Poets.
27 Sep 2016
by lynn__
in quadrille
Tags: beloved, death, father, shadow
Dedicated to the family of Henry Wynia, who passed away 8-27-16.
Beloved,
bereaved by
an accidental fall
into valley of death’s shadow
dark night of grief
He bottles our tears
father’s life in our Father’s hands
He battles our fears
soul rests in relief
under his strong wings’ shelter
a providential call
comforted by
Beloved.
A quadrille/mirror poem linked to dVerse Poets.
19 Jun 2016
by lynn__
in list poem
Tags: faithful, father, pray, provide
A faith-full father
protects,
provides,
corrects,
encourages,
prays,
works,
plays,
stays,
and
points to
our Father in heaven.
Dedicated to my Dad who has done all of the above…and more 🙂
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