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    I turn over the wetted leaf like the last page of the book I read titled "last day to live",
    Walk among the fellow branches and trees,
    I step over the faintest sound of a scream.
    Not knowing it was from me.
    I begin to see the orange red coals of the sunset dying in my eyes.
    we'll be fine.
    I remember a time where it was high in the sky,
    higher than my plastic kite.
    I would dance in the sun like a bird,
    not knowing where I was flying but bieng able to expierence much more than we will.
    I wouldnt write my lines in the sun,
    for there was not enough light in my heart.
    I knew it did not matter now, the past, the future,
    all there was, was now. And it was a dark winter.
    I glanced as the lake froze solid in front of me,
    just like the ice in my abusive dads fridge had.
    I only stood there standing as the trees went from fully green,
    to covered in the falling snow.
    I had only been there for... seconds.
    Once you feel the snow for so long,
    You are numb to The Sun's Song.

  • #2
    Held me from the start, a striking image and strong phrasing at every turn. By the end, I could feel the peril of cold as the sun left the page, and the sense of profound isolation. Haunting.

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    • #3
      I can only emphasize what grant hayes has stated so eloquently about The Sun's Song, Ian: the sense of profound isolation that I too felt upon reading your excellent poem. Monica

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      • #4
        i appreciate the feedback, thank you so much

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        • #5
          I felt your pain. Once a child is abused especially by a parent it alters what could have been or might have been. But for those who have gone through this and have come out on the other side, like this poem it can be a part of you but does not have to define who you are. This poem touched my soul. Keep writing - it helps to heal. You are not alone. :-)
          Last edited by AlexandratheLate; 04-16-2016, 12:34 PM.

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          • #6
            If the sun were a loving father, it would yet shine. As earth revolves around and depends upon the sun for its growth and health, so does the son to the father. Emotionally troubling, inducing shivers, yet tender and touching. Well done, Ian.

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            • #7
              I like your sun/father earth/son metaphor, MHenry

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