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  • April 11th, 2010 | 2:02 AM
30 Poems in 30 Days - Bloodlines

My personal challenge for National Poetry Month is to write
a poem a day about the father I have never known.


From my mother I get
my blond hair and blue eyes
my lack of height
my intense desire to avoid confrontation
at all costs, to give in to others
and make the world smooth out right
so people will like me

We share a love of animals
waffles smothered in maple syrup
and after many years, at last,
a joy of reading
but politics and religion
often reside in opposite corners
of our universes

I've been told I shouldn't let it matter
yet how can I not wonder
about my genetic inheritance?

People don't realize
how much it matters to a child
to know where they came from,
to contemplate what bits of nature might
have shaped the person they've become
even if where they came from
wasn't a very nice place.

It's the difference between walking gingerly through life
unsure when you are on solid ground
and marching forward with confidence
that you can take whatever the world
decides to throw your way.

@copyright Susan Taylor Brown 2010
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There are so many stories only you can tell.Tell them, please.


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April 11th, 2010 08:28 am (UTC)
My friend once told me and I strongly disagreed that you can't miss what you never had. This was in regards to my not being able to walk and do things like other people. How do I liken this to you never knowing your father well you don't know what it is if anything you missed out on. Just like me not being able to do some things never knowing what they are like. I especoally wanted to ride a bike and a horse and roller skate etc but without balance and strength these things are impossible.

Sure you learn to compensate and make excuses but it is never and can never be quite the same. So you CAN MISS what you never had and we are entitled to grieve that loss as such. Once I can do that I can then allow myself to heal. I feel for you xx

-Anne McKenna
April 11th, 2010 05:00 pm (UTC)
Anne, I agree that you CAN miss what you never had, especially when all around you are examples of other people who had what you wished you did.
April 11th, 2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
Yes, I agree about the importance of genetic inheritance -- knowing and understanding it in order to fully accept and understand yourself. Learned behavior is one thing -- but there are lots of unforeseen traits that are in the genes. As I get older, I see more and more of my father's personality in me.
April 11th, 2010 05:24 pm (UTC)
It's funny, isn't it, how we can see so much more as we get older? I am seeing that in my kids as well. Even though my son hasn't lived with his father for more than a dozen years I keep seeing more and more of his father's traits popping up in him.
April 11th, 2010 10:31 pm (UTC)
Another winner, Susan.

I've often wondered how much of that desire to please, to avoid confrontation is genetic, and how much is programmed into women. But that's not your subject.

But you are so right, people don't realize what matters to children. It's amazing how much they can forget, since we all were children once.
April 12th, 2010 07:27 am (UTC)
Thank you. That's another good topic for discussion, how much are women programmed to avoid confrontation. Too much, I suspect.

I also think that people forget that children are much stronger than they realize and can handle the truth. That being said, I don't know how much I could have handled as a child.
April 12th, 2010 09:59 am (UTC)
tanita says :)
I have two adopted siblings.
Neither of them came from a very nice place, and we try hard to word things gingerly, and yet not lie.

...but apparently, it's important just to know.
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Who am I?I was born on the Cancer/Leo cusp and share a birthday with Ernest Hemingway and Robin Williams. The similarities don't stop there as I can go from depressed to ecstatic without ever passing go. I feel scared most of the time though my friends call me brave and I find it easier to believe in my friends than to believe in my own abilities to make what I want out of my life.

Who am I? A wife, a mother, a daughter, and even, gulp, a grandmother.

Who am I? A writer who never gets tired of playing with words, even when the words are hard to find. A writer of books for children and articles for grown-ups and many things in-between.

Who am I? A motivational speaker, writing instructor, workshop leader and full-time follower of dreams.

Who am I? Read and find out.

Susan Taylor Brown

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