Father

English: Father and daughter J. Kennedy and Ci...

English: Father and daughter J. Kennedy and Cissy, 1905 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

In my father’s home
His father stern
Created out of fear and rules
The fault lines in his children
All broken somehow
In their own, unique way
They took their lessons
Into the bleak day
The bleak day

In my father’s home
He’d be called to heel
Spare the rod and spoil the child
What was there
To be revealed?
Just the nothing
Of a loveless way
They took their lessons
Into the bleak day
The bleak day

Years later my father took
His broken need
To his new family
He tried and failed
To bridge the gap
Unaccepted in the world at large
And barely recognised
Within my family’s sway
He took his lessons
Into the bleak day
The bleak day

I never knew him really
Not even when he died
He was thunder and remoteness
Locked up, within, inside
What little that he knew of love
He hugged within himself
A beggar cannot recognise
The truer path to wealth
And if I had the chance now
‘I understand’ is what I’d say
You took your lessons
Into the bleak day
The bleak day

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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22 Responses to Father

  1. Geo Sans says:

    misplaced
    ~
    fear’s only
    a path
    to resentful
    not
    love

  2. jrosenberry1 says:

    So beautiful and haunting.

  3. Fathers are hard to figure out. Mine died when I was ten so the only problem I had to deal with was my fault or not. Having a remote father must be tough.

  4. landl30 says:

    A thoughtful piece… I can feel his distance and isolation through your words, and the choral: a bleak day, a bleak day.
    Well done

  5. Christina ~ says:

    Powerfully poignant…and very eloquently written!

  6. Wow Helen this is powerful and tragic the repetition is incredibly effective I have chills and I am on the verge of tears

  7. Shainbird says:

    A lovely and sad piece. The refrain really adds to the sadness.

  8. Beautifully written, Dear Sis. It touched my heart for so many reasons. 🙂

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