Our Father

Our Father

A Poem by Robert Trakofler

Photo by Robert Trakofler

Our Father


To what do we turn 
when we are weary 
and hope seems to spurn;
when visions get bleary
in life’s great concerns

We look to… our fathers
and the ones before
evoke even farther
progenitors of yore
we search for the harbor
that they held us afore

And there will come a time
when we all must stand
alone on the shore
and add his, loving strand 
to the many before
and pray we can expand
to their heart’s implore




© 2024 Robert Trakofler

© 2024 Robert Trakofler


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Robert Trakofler

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In your very fine and sincere way, have surely led readers to understand how the past can create another part of the Being.. We are given an example, can be good, can be bad.. and that can be the way we look at the world and act accordingly . Father - and mother. kind, gentle, loving.. we grow up knowing nothing else. Parents, abusive, disinterested, we humans know little of a child's small world and leave it empty of warmth - and more. Your poem seems to usher us to move forward with love and yet more love for who comes next,, Is the father by birth and He who showed us how a parent should.. can.. be.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

3 Weeks Ago

I have thousands of photographs and often I find one and write from it, but this time it was the rev.. read more
emmajoygreen

3 Weeks Ago

Yes, we certainly are. That is a wonderful thought, plus, a kaleidoscopic reason or excuse for us.. read more



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This is so beautiful Bunny and your soft voice lends to it so well.

Our forefathers unknowlingly paved the many paths we have journeyen on, how surprised they would be as to where those paths have taken us and the twists and turns along the road that have mapped out the way for the next gemerations.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Robert Trakofler

1 Week Ago

Amen to that
Your voice is what did it for me, Robert. Such a special treat to actually hear the poet's rendering of their own work. I lost my Dad at a very young age and have no childhood memories of him. But I know his DNA is in me, and I know I get my creative gene from him, since he was a painter. I treasure that everyday of my life. You've touched my heart with this one, today. Thank you, Robert!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you Kelly:) wow that must have been very hard for you and your family I hope he left you lots .. read more
My dad was always drunk most of the time. And when he wasn't he was mostly annoyed by the nuisance of it all. But he did make time to write poetry which was in a book he kept below the cushions of is favorite chair. Poems of flowers, trees and the abomination of blue skies. What I mean is that there is a null force or void inside all of us who's nugatory uselessness has to be filled. He was the greatest man I ever met and the finest poet. Love Robert, is the zero sum of failed processes. Great poem. dana.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

Holy cats! It’s Dana:) I would like to see some of his poetry:) if he is anything like you it must.. read more
I am glad you can feel this and I enjoy the way you wrote it. I someyimes wish I could have done the same.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

2 Weeks Ago

Same as in wish you had written something to your father I am glad I could and did:) posthumous note.. read more
a very thoughtful poem robert.
i'm pleased to say that when my father at the age of 87 left my mother & remarried a much younger woman she changed his outlook towards me for the better, & I enjoyed about 8 years of discovering a 'new' father before he died in 2012.
I've not been much to WC since my husband sadly died last year, we'd been married 51½ years. now I'm busy doing all the things he used to do for me.
have a great sunday.
cheerio carola

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

3 Weeks Ago

I am so sorry to hear that I could not imagine the heartache you must be enduring it has been about .. read more
Carola

3 Weeks Ago

thank you for your kind comments
Fathers symbolize foundation, the stepping stone, the brick and grain of us. So its little wonder that in good times as well as bad, we go back to it all. Right where it all began. For there we search for our answers and rightly so because most of the answers we need, we find there. So when we stand alone on that shore, we instinctively seek the harbor that set us to sail. A wonderful poem dear Bunny. Beautiful metaphors, rhyming and flow.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

3 Weeks Ago

these days Dad's get a bum rap LOL you could squint reading this and just as easily take it for moth.. read more
DIVYA

3 Weeks Ago

Yes, I do know that and I appreciated the title and was in fact drawn in by it. This was an awesome .. read more
In your very fine and sincere way, have surely led readers to understand how the past can create another part of the Being.. We are given an example, can be good, can be bad.. and that can be the way we look at the world and act accordingly . Father - and mother. kind, gentle, loving.. we grow up knowing nothing else. Parents, abusive, disinterested, we humans know little of a child's small world and leave it empty of warmth - and more. Your poem seems to usher us to move forward with love and yet more love for who comes next,, Is the father by birth and He who showed us how a parent should.. can.. be.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

3 Weeks Ago

I have thousands of photographs and often I find one and write from it, but this time it was the rev.. read more
emmajoygreen

3 Weeks Ago

Yes, we certainly are. That is a wonderful thought, plus, a kaleidoscopic reason or excuse for us.. read more
We look to those who have come before us for guidance and reassurance and eventually we are the ones people are looking to for those things. Inevitably we are standing on the shore alone.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

I have been feeling overwhelmed a lot lately when penning a fathers day poem for my dad this undercu.. read more
Robert Trakofler

4 Weeks Ago

this of course also includes mothers LOL I could have titled the poem our mothers LOL
Poetic Beauty

4 Weeks Ago

Fathers have their own place. There is a difference between fathers and mother; unless you have to t.. read more

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Robert Trakofler
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pittsburgh, PA



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I am the Bunny but the bunny isn't me long live the bunny Hello I’m Robert I own an art gallery and performance space in Pittsburgh called The Zenith It is also an antique store and a veget.. more..

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