Take a stab at this truth or fiction challenge

You have until 3/21/14

Submit a piece that is about a person and let us each guess what relationship the main person in the poem is to you, the writer and if it is fiction or truth.

For example, if a poem goes like this:  

"You are family, even though I never knew you.
From what I can tell, we have some things in common, more than a few.
Looking at the pictures that were left behind, it is quite clear
that we have the same grin when we smile, going from ear to ear."

In this case, I would guess that it was truth and that it was a child speaking about their father or mother...

Make sense?

It would seem that some of us here, through our experiences and creativity, could write fiction that is as compelling as truth and vice versa.

You are family, even though I never knew you.
From what I can tell, we some things in common, more than a few.
Looking at the pictures that were left behind, it is quite clear
that we have the same grin when we smile, going from ear to ear.

Most people would call you father and some would call you Dad.
But I never got the chance, and it still makes me sad.
For now, I’ll call you Daddy so that you can see
that even though we were separated, I know you often thought of me.

When I read the paperwork left by my mother,
it was powerful; a forceful blow to my soul like no other.
Could it be true, those awful things that she always said?
She acted like us meeting would have turned into a sense of dread.

I remember her uneasiness whenever I mentioned your name.
It never changed, on her deathbed, any questions were answered the same:
“Just never mind, he was evil, always was, trust me,
get over the past, forget him, and just let it be.”

After talking with your brother, it was evident that there was good.
He always spoke highly of you, like a good brother should.
I am left to imagine your face and your personal scent.
And dream of how it might have been; what having a father would have meant.

Perhaps my struggles and yours are one in the same.
I’ve never managed to be happy or content in this life; it’s my claim to fame.
Often I wonder if you had charisma or if you spoke powerfully and loud,
because I’ve been told that I do.  Would it have made you proud?

Being a girl, you would be surprised to know that I’m quite tall.
I stand five foot ten; men say I’m a beauty; a living doll.
Do you have curvy arches and long arms and fingers?  I always think and wonder.
Perhaps you did.  I wish I could compare and know if you were you scared of thunder.

Do you think deep thoughts and keep love at bay?
If I asked you to walk down the aisle, what would you have had to say?
Even though I will never the answers to these things,
it helps knowing that some day we will meet, as heaven’s bell rings.

With nothing left but a picture of your gravestone,
I leave you resting in a cemetery miles away, alone.
Some day I will visit you there, and I hope it seems more real.
Because you have been in my heart, I cannot disguise how I feel.

Is this truth or fiction and who is it about?

Of course, the relationship in this piece is easy to figure out, since I put hints and words to help.  But, is it truth or fiction?

Fiction!

I consider him my child
as I brush his hair,
he watches me
breathe when I sleep

plays in the street
(hates the local kids)
runs when thunderous
feet comes his way.

His brother is different
and worships the sun,
has a Gaia fixation
inside his bones

which contradicts
the look of God I see
in their eyes, when love
is not enough.

A stepchild?  Truth?

First part wrong. Second part right.

Your pet cat

Cat(s)!
abso-bloody-exactly.

Ah yes, a  Gaia fixation , I shoulda known?????  Nice one.

Gaia: goddess of the earth. Meaning they are at one with the natural world.

We have known each other since we were tiny
We played with balls and things most shiny
Our parents took us on foreign vacations
So we could learn about other nations

As we grew there was no sibling rivalry
We stayed close within the family
Our interests diverged in our teens
I liked outdoors she cinema screens

Now we are adult she has success
As a star and movie actress
Whilst I had a mundane profession
Before loosing my job in the recession

gardenlover:  siblings?  a boy and a girl, true?  If so, insert Movie Actress' Name Here:  _______________

Both Wrong :-false. have another guess at relationship

If you can just dwell
In a moment away from her bosom
You could finally see heaven

I am the morning
And she the twelfth hour
When demons come out to devour peace

I adore you
Even though you  barely had time to develop feet
And fingernails inside of her stomach
But inside of me

Inside of this heart of mine
You can be something more than
The worthless problem to defeat
And the hand she tried to sneak pass this life
We all tried so hard to keep

I am sorry
I could not rescue you
From certain death far beneath
The warm sweet hands of Grace Almighty