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A Poem by Brad
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thoughts between father and son...

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for every tear

that has your name on it

i still love you

for every bloom

of rose coloured blood

you spattered and spilled

i still love you

for every lonely moment

when i needed your guidance

and took faith in a blade or bullet

i still love you

for every birthday you missed

and never sent a card or call

i still love you

for every punch, kick or throw

the scars, the bruises, the hateful words

i still love you

for every denial

to every girlfriend

that i didn't exist

i still love you

why?

because you're my father

because at one time

when i was still in diapers

you openly loved me

you carried me

played with me

sang to me

and smiled when i came into the room

and somewhere

beneath all of the bullshit

is that same man

i don't know what happened

that crumbled the bridge

between father and son

but i'm standing on the other side

missing and loving you

wishing that nothing ever happened

...

© 2010 Brad


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"i still love you
why?
because you're my father
because at one time
when i was still in diapers
you openly loved me
you carried me
played with me
sang to me
and smiled when i came into the room
and somewhere
beneath all of the bullshit
is that same man
i don't know what happened
that crumbled the bridge
between father and son
but i'm standing on the other side
missing and loving you
wishing that nothing ever happened"

Good grief friend you just pushed hella mist out of my eyes... whew!
Man this thing started out in first gear, not knowing exactly who you were talking about, then it became apparent that it was your father, and wow did those gears shift up quick... my dad passed away when I was five, so I always wondered how he really felt about me... this poem is going to echo in some empty place that I forgot I had for some time now...

This was beyond an example of writing, it was a slice of loss laid out on a plate of possibility.

Bless you friend, I hope you and your pop's someday have each other as father and son again, soon.

Antonio



Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Riveting write from top to bottom!
Wow, this was really moving-- great work. Thank you for sharing your writings here.

Makosica

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sweety, this is raw and alerting to the nerves!
A passionate;y moving poem :)
Tao move on from such an experience in life is incomprehendable!
This is amazing work
xx

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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thats deep bro as deep as they get gota love blood for some reason even if it felt they ddnt love u somewher in ther they had to good job man good write respect for the forgivness of it all to

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i actually did send this to him in a father's day card.....6 years ago...haven't heard from him since

Posted 10 Years Ago


Such a sadness for a child now an adult reaching out to a man he loves, a man who once had all the time in the world for him, and suddenly it all changed......gone was the love to be replaced by hurt...........a very strong piece, and should one word be true I would wrap it up and send it to him..........heart breaking, emotional write.

i still love you

for every punch, kick or throw

the scars, the bruises, the hateful words

i still love you

for every denial

to every girlfriend

that i didn't exist

i still love you

why?

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


"i still love you
why?
because you're my father
because at one time
when i was still in diapers
you openly loved me
you carried me
played with me
sang to me
and smiled when i came into the room
and somewhere
beneath all of the bullshit
is that same man
i don't know what happened
that crumbled the bridge
between father and son
but i'm standing on the other side
missing and loving you
wishing that nothing ever happened"

Good grief friend you just pushed hella mist out of my eyes... whew!
Man this thing started out in first gear, not knowing exactly who you were talking about, then it became apparent that it was your father, and wow did those gears shift up quick... my dad passed away when I was five, so I always wondered how he really felt about me... this poem is going to echo in some empty place that I forgot I had for some time now...

This was beyond an example of writing, it was a slice of loss laid out on a plate of possibility.

Bless you friend, I hope you and your pop's someday have each other as father and son again, soon.

Antonio



Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

heartrending here~ your open heart is a beautiful scene~

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful and heart wrenching at the same time. It's gorgeous!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this one gripped me and shook me, and my day is as empty as my father's name

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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