Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poetry Thursday

Uncomfortable poetry.

Writing about my family, particularily my dad, has always been uncomfortable for me. Coming from a strict British household where the world "love" was rarely said, but often showed, it was difficult for me to show my dad how much I love him. Even worse was seeing him cry for the first time ever when he dropped me off for my first day of university.

This is one of the first poems I ever wrote where I was able to break down those walls and show him how much I do care for him. I'm just not sure if he's ever read it, or if he would ever feel comfortable reading it...

Daddy's girl

Every morning,
he tames her hair
into two ribboned pigtails.

In the evenings,
pink fuzzy creature,
flurry of fat legs
and shiny Mary Janes
races down the pravement
to greet him home.

His china doll,
he likes to say
sitting tickled in summer grasses.

The day he drops
her off at university,
she knows he can cry.

4 comments:

che said...

you dad is a lucky man . i hope he gets to read this . touching !

Mike Mc said...

Pretty good love poem, or poem of love. Good job.

chiefbiscuit said...

I love this so much - a father & daughter relationship can be such a special one.

benjibopper said...

beautiful.

what ecofem mag(s) are you writing for?