A Poem by Brian F. Lockard

My father once told me
I’m not motivated,
I'm worthless,
Because I write all night,
Sleep all day
The gears up there
Run, yes,
Just a touch slowly 
Writing is no job
The dividing line
Between the sick
And the healthy,
I didn’t have enough
Still don’t have enough
And never will
I quit football,
I quit college,
I quit jobs,
I quit on him
Worthless, remember
I never finish anything, 
He told me
Well, sweet father
I just finished this f*****g poem

© 2017 Brian F. Lockard

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Motivation can come in any form. So Brian, your father is behind the motivation to write this poem called "Pride". Well done to finish writing this poem.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Nice ending to the poem. You told a story in the poetry with a honest ending. Thank you Brian for sharing the excellent poetry.

Posted 1 Year Ago

Aloha Brian, some people however cruel can become our motivation later in life. Great job. Izzy

Posted 1 Year Ago

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Added on April 12, 2017
Last Updated on April 12, 2017
Tags: prose poems, poetry, writers, spirituality, anger, venting, truth, books, novels, fiction, family, short stories, love


Brian F. Lockard
Brian F. Lockard

Chicago, IL

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