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  • September 10th, 2010 | 12:34 AM
Poetry Friday - An Original Poem

I am working on my verse novel inspired by the poems I wrote about my father during National Poetry Month and while the book will be told from the POV of the two girls, I am trying to see the main characters through the eyes of other family members and doing some character building through poetry.

Here is a new original poem from the point of view of one of the mothers in the book.

Seeing you, I see me
(your crooked mouth, your green eyes)
and him
(your long fingers, your black hair)
and it scares me so much
(you have no idea)
to remember that time
I so want to forget.

Hearing you, I hear me
(when you sing)
and him
(when you lose your temper)
and it makes me
(God help me)
want to tape your mouth shut
so I won’t ever
hear his voice again.

I know you don’t understand
why I tell you I can’t remember
but the truth is
I already remember too much
(the lies, the cheating)
and I think
If I let myself remember it all
(no! no! no!)
all of it
it would finish what he tried to do
and kill me.

Just because I gave birth to you
doesn’t mean I have to tell you everything
or anything about him
at all.

@copyright Susan Taylor Brown 2010
    All Rights Reserved

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( 8 comments — Leave comment )
September 10th, 2010 12:40 pm (UTC)
Another powerful poem. What a cool idea to work on character building this way.
September 10th, 2010 01:29 pm (UTC)
Lovely, Susan. I'm so glad you're working on these.
September 10th, 2010 06:14 pm (UTC)
Susan, thanks for sharing this poem. I'll echo Laura's question above.
September 10th, 2010 06:48 pm (UTC)
Nice work...
Interesting project, Susan. Whenever I see a series of parentheticals, I love reading them as if they were a separate poem, which works here - a poem within a poem!
September 10th, 2010 06:48 pm (UTC)
I loved the mood you convey by putting some of the lines in parenthesis, and the "truth" of this poem. I had the same question as Laurie, wondering if poems like this could find their way into the book, too.
September 11th, 2010 10:02 am (UTC)
I just did what Julie suggested (read the parentheticals as their own poem). Cool! And I just noticed that parentheticals (or parentheses) has the word PARENT inside. Hmmm....deep and meaningful???

This is such important work (for you and the world). Thanks for sharing.
September 22nd, 2010 09:51 pm (UTC)
So few words. So much expressed. Vivid!
October 7th, 2010 02:45 am (UTC)
Great poem! I also write poetry and do photography.
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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.

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