My Father

My father was born in Russia and, at age two moved to Cairo. He told me he got dressed like a beggar, and knocked on his front door. He was always a character! He died at age 96, still sharp ...

       

My FATHER ...

With crying and dismay my father died …

remembering his sky blue eyes once more.

Although, not young, his loss I cannot hide

upon my morning walkings' quiet shore.

With much of him, my memories fill dreams;

of tiny tadpoles caught in nearby streams.

Along wet edges, I played without fear;

I'd always known my father would be near.

Joy's starlite opens Heaven's dreaming past,

as silky drops of twilight linger on.

True, time has passed, my father dear is gone …

still knowing, dreams of him will surely last.

Author's Note

This is my first try at a Rhyming Quatrain.
Would love to know what you think about it.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

the story steps forward instantly .. the star of "My Father" ... i find the rhythm and rhyming add a beautiful flow to the whole ... nothing trite nor foreign in those rhymes ... everyday language elevated to your quatrain ... that's what i think Ms. Lissaview!
E.
ps. an incredible pic .. a rare treasure i am sure .. sounds like he had a great sense of humor .. :)

[Lisasview]

I believe the photo was taken by his father, who was not only a great painter but also photographer... I have masses of photos...
Thank you for reading and reviewing and I am so delighted you liked it...
He was quite something...
Lisa

[Angelino]

It's always good to hear about the back story to a piece of work, and how lovely you got to share many years together. A poignant reminder to enjoy our loved ones. Thank you

[Dianne S Penfold]

It is quite a touching poem. I am sorry for your loss but his memories will surely live on, as you've stated in this poem. Beautifully written.

[Lisasview]

My father died several years ago at the age of 96...
Thank you so much for reading and reviewing...I really appreciate it.
Lisasview, now in Spain

[Robert Trakofler]

Nothing can truly fill that sense of safety for a small child that a father can give, you captured that perfectly:) I love the picture and footnote you mentioned about him being a little trickster LOL

[Lisasview]

Hi Robert,
I am so sorry about being tardy replying to your wonderful review... I broke my clavicle and 3 ribs so I was unable to type until recently...
Lisa, Sunny day her in Spain

[Robert Trakofler]

Ouch! I am so sorry!!!!

[Sami Khalil]

I felt the words; deeply painful and sentimental. A precious picture of your father you shared; gone but not forgotten. Lived a long life with hardships. May he rest in peace with his daughter keeping the memories alive.

[Lisasview]

Yes, Sami, I do keep him alive by speaking of him...
Actually, I was never told of any hardships... I think he had a great life, always doing what he wanted to do...
Thank you for your review...
Lisa

[Sami Khalil]

Way to go! You are welcome 😊

[Lisasview]

For sure....Thank you

[Sami Khalil]

Long live Egypt and the Nile along with all the heritage.

[DIVYA]

A touching tribute to a father who was very special and wonderful. Gone but not forgotten. Expressed in perfect meter and rhyme, this soulful poem endears itself to your readers. Beautifully written, dear Lisa!

[Lisasview]

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing yet another of my poems... Seems you have a bit of time while you are recovering.
My father was quite something. He spoke 11 languages and traveled the world making movies..
Lisa

[DIVYA]

It was my pleasure. You're so welcome.

[Stella Armour]

Hello my new friend ... first of all i just love the photograph of your father .... how different times were then .
My own father passed away 50 years ago now , but still his image and words are clear in my mind .
This is the purpose of memories ... to keep love alive :)

[Lisasview]

The positive words our parents say to us are never lost...never forgotten..
Thank you for your review...I so appreciate it,
Lisa

[Stella Armour]

my pleasure :)

[Blunt--Instrument]

I was touched by the sentiment in your tribute to your father. I don't know much about poetry structure but I sure know a lot about love. This is a winner !!

[Lisasview]

What a lovely heartfelt review...
Thank you so very much,
Lisa

[Chris Shaw]

Well done you for attempting new forms Lisa. I found the rhyme scheme interesting. This is a beautiful and heartfelt tribute to your Father’s memory. It is clear to this reader how much he was loved. 96 is a good age. Loved the tadpoles.

Chris

[Lisasview]

Thank you Chris,
One of our Sunday outings was to go to a park close by and catch tadpoles and feed the squirrels..
Lisa

[Chris Shaw]

Such wonderful memories Lisa. They can bring on a smile :)

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely share and a lovely write. Hats off to your father such a accomplishment in his journey of his survival.

[Lisasview]

This is the first poem I have ever written about a family member.. I enjoyed writing it.
Not quite sure what you mean when you say in his journey of his survival....
Lisa

[andrew mitchell]

We all have a journey and survival is more of how we make a living.