When you are nine years old
and sifting the seeds out
of your parents pot for them,
you can't really preach
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MARY...AND TO THINK...WHETHER IT BE A PERSONAL EXPERIENCE OR NOT...YOUR WORK IS BASED ON REAL CONCERNING FACTS...SOBERSOME READ...'''''''''FRANK
Oh wow, way bad parents for sure. This is so personal, so poignant - and, I expect, cathartic. It just killed me, and I don't mean 'made me laugh' - I can see you've transcended a lot. From your other poems, I see you've made it to a place of light - but, having seen the darkness, are we ever the same?
Yikes! How sobering. This poem flows along so nice and matter-of-fact -really brings home the sad reality of this poor kid. Unfortunately this scenario is being reinacted far too often today. Although it is painful, we do need to hear it. Great work, Mary! God Bless you-TGR (Theresa)
this couldnt have been better worded! ! it`s true, childrens minds are corrupted with what their friends think and they influence them and all, they rarely listen to their parents and such. but they do learn and all, well most of em i love it. <3
So this is what it's come down to Childhood innocence corrupted By thoughtlessness by a parent. Reminds me of someone I know VERY well... or do not know. Heh, poems like this make me want to be an even better parent... well... when the time comes by to be one. - K.
It does not matter if this poem is about you and your parents, or some other kid. It hurts me to the bone to see the pain, the disrespect for the child within, the longing from the child to 'do good' in her parent's eyes. It could not have been told any better.
Is this about your parents or someone else's parents?
Dear Mary This Child within can take it from me, a complete stranger, YOUR NOT STUPID! Conditional love has never been your fault. Love.Duncan
Nice work. Not having been particularly impressed with the work of my own parents in raising me, I was immediately drawn into the poem. Holding back as you did, and understating the circumstances, which are upsetting to say the least, you allow the poem to slap the reader awake. I'm impressed, and I'm as uncomfortable as I should be, knowing things like this didn't just happen in the past; they are happening this minute.
A neat piece Mary. You put the message across subtlely and clearly.
I liked this a lot Mary, It made me feel worried and angry and scared but I liked it, it obviously touched me Regards, Lucy
fun, real, nice honesty. Hit me a little in the back of my mind, I like your stuff. Jon
More than reading it, I felt this poem if that makes sense.
Mary, you're special on so many levels! You have felt sadness and you know the truth! You have survived much sadness and thus we can learn from you! thanks for sharing!
This is very good. I like when you're indirect and a little sarcastic. And you make a statement without being preachy, which is hard to do.
Yep, but you've managed to roll out of it, Mary. which is the great bit of the story. Well done girl. Sincerely Ernestine.
Wow, Mary. Nice job. Too true. Too true...and you know how much I dig realism! Nothing hidden here.
Your title caught me. What a poem! And anyone who can't see what you are saying here....isn't too bright! Good stuff! I liked this one a lot. :)
Innocence is so easily taken away from us and the affections of our parents, sometimes, not so easily won. The words from a memory of a child that show us our childhoods are sometimes never as happy as we would like to remember. Paula x