♪ An arrangement of notes about three lighthouses ♪

 


I sang my teenage son to sleep last night
for my benefit,
bathing in his confidence

he enjoyed my song
I love his music
but cannot play it

I remembered when we used to talk about 'Next Baby'
and then didn't
seems half my stupid life ago



we used to toss whole crusts
to the geese at the water park,
to watch them play 'geese rugby'
under softly singing power lines



after it happened
in the flooded woods near home
I built a shrine
hidden in the deepest secret thicket

a small pink stone
wrapped up safe inside
and a solar-cell garden light
it glows every night
unseen by anything human

 

parenthood

Shangri-Cathay Arousal ►

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Roger Fizzerton

Mon 22nd Apr 2013 00:05

Yvonne,

Thanks for your comment, I'm glad you enjoyed this - I find being a parent a very rich source of ideas.

:)

Roger

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Yvonne Brunton

Sun 21st Apr 2013 22:29

Hi Roger. I enjoyed this poem. The second line struck a chord with me as a parent.

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Roger Fizzerton

Sun 21st Apr 2013 21:47

Tommy, Patrica & Stefan, Ann,

Hello and thank you for your kind comments - I'm new to this site, so it's great to hear from you.

:)

Roger

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Tommy Carroll

Sun 21st Apr 2013 20:36

Intriguing Roger.

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Sun 21st Apr 2013 09:24

fantastic!xx

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Ann Foxglove

Sun 21st Apr 2013 08:08

I like this - it touched me. Unusual and interesting work.

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