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    dots Submission Name: Isaiahdots
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    Author: MyPeriodical
    ASL Info:    18/m/pr
    Elite Ratio:    4.32 - 288/229/264
    Words: 222
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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       child's sick, his father speaks of his grief


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    dotsIsaiahdots
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    A heavy head lays between my legs
    Making certain that it won't totter, I lean back against the headboard -
    My breath catches when he exhales;
    His throat's sore.

    Whether the storm-clouds stay or the weather behaves,
    every day, he lays cold.
    I fear he holds the weight of the world.
    My hand seeks somewhere to take hold.

    I'd never consciously touched some places atop his head;
    hair new and soft,

    - Wet like the gravel from yesterday's rain -

    slips through my fingers like sand, like silk, like shame
    His skin
    lit by the flashes of lightning striking miles away

    as if timed by a metronome,
    every one shakes our home.

    The night burns a linear black, tears swell my eyes,
    I'm thinking he is
    a feeble boy that many compromise...
    Have I?

    A drift in the atmosphere and his body bends like a bow.
    Will his dreams point skyward or straight ahead -
    More importantly,
    am I to release the arrow?




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      A parent feels so many things when faced with a sick child. When it is critical or merely life-long and congenital, we grieve, we feel guilt, and we mourn normalcy of what that childhood should look like. And through it all, we smile and try to be strong when we feel like it's all about to crumble into pieces, but we can't because then maybe it will all fall apart.
    Thanks for sharing this!
    jan
    | Posted on 2016-05-12 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ]


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