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Dad.
He always knew what made me blush.
I’ll always remember his laugh.
He made a chair to rock me in.
This carpenter I won’t forget.
When he watched me take my first step,
I could run before I could walk.
He gave me a real microscope.
I climbed up a tree to watch birds.
He’d take me along when he’d fish.
I’d be on deck fishing for bait.
He gave me bikes, Mom gave me dolls.
I’m Dad’s little “tomboy” he’d say.
And as I grew he was the world
That said I could be anything.
He always showed how much he cared.
And as he got ill I was there.
He was the one larger than life,
Tall as a tree; my memories.
He cradled me in his strong arms.
I warm’d his cold hands as we pray’d.
He’d wait through the night l was born.
I was there when he passed away.
He sang lullabies when I cried.
I felt his deep love, then he died.
He’s got all the time in his palm,
Till then he’ll be waiting for Mom.
Copyright©️2018 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
I’ll always remember his laugh.
He made a chair to rock me in.
This carpenter I won’t forget.
When he watched me take my first step,
I could run before I could walk.
He gave me a real microscope.
I climbed up a tree to watch birds.
He’d take me along when he’d fish.
I’d be on deck fishing for bait.
He gave me bikes, Mom gave me dolls.
I’m Dad’s little “tomboy” he’d say.
And as I grew he was the world
That said I could be anything.
He always showed how much he cared.
And as he got ill I was there.
He was the one larger than life,
Tall as a tree; my memories.
He cradled me in his strong arms.
I warm’d his cold hands as we pray’d.
He’d wait through the night l was born.
I was there when he passed away.
He sang lullabies when I cried.
I felt his deep love, then he died.
He’s got all the time in his palm,
Till then he’ll be waiting for Mom.
Copyright©️2018 Jade Pandora. All Rights Reserved.
NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
Written by
Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
Published 5th Apr 2018
| Edited 14th Jan 2019
Author's Note
Dad recently lost his long, determined fight to cancer.
This is my entry for Day 5 in the NaPoWriMo.
This is my entry for Day 5 in the NaPoWriMo.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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Re. Dad.
5th Apr 2018 3:33pm
how this touches me... how deeply, deeply this affects me... simple, yet but so poignant in its economy...
graceful...
RL
geoffrey
graceful...
RL
geoffrey
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Re: Re. Dad.
Thank you for the Trilogy on something we share with the subject regarding the loss of our fathers. A bridge of empathy that we will cross, back & forth between us, always.
Jade
Jade
Re. Dad.
5th Apr 2018 8:18pm
I absolutely love this! It's very heartfelt and the love you shared with your father leaks through the words.
Well done as always. Good luck in the competition!
Well done as always. Good luck in the competition!
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Re: Re. Dad.
Dearest moon child, thank you for the embrace of my words with your understanding. A comfort for me while I try to make sense of the catastrophe that looms large in my current life. Writing this poem is a way for me to get through it and still have him close.
🌜🐅
🌜🐅
Re: Re. Dad.
8th Apr 2018 4:56am
Hang in there, Jade. I hope you emerge from this heartbreak and difficulty in your life, as a strong, compassionate woman.
Sending you virtual hugs and support.
Sending you virtual hugs and support.
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Re. Dad.
6th Apr 2018 00:24am
This is so beautiful - felt a welling up reading it especially the second read - wouldn't change a thing about it its perfect :-))))
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Re: Re. Dad.
Thank you, David, how your words of appreciation & support uplift & honor. And you’re right, I won’t change a thing.
RL Gratitude.🙏
RL Gratitude.🙏
Re. Dad.
6th Apr 2018 3:48am
"He cradled me in his strong arms.
I warm’d his cold hands as we pray’d. "
a very touching poem of love and loss...direct and sincere..
heavy heart
Jeff
I warm’d his cold hands as we pray’d. "
a very touching poem of love and loss...direct and sincere..
heavy heart
Jeff
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Re: Re. Dad.
8th Apr 2018 5:59am
Re. Dad.
7th Apr 2018 2:00am
A fine tribute to your dad, beautifully penned. I particularly like how you use italics here so effectively. But it's the spirit of this that moves me. I still miss my dad, and it's been so long.
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Re: Re. Dad.
8th Apr 2018 6:06am
Oh my dear crowfly friend...
how I wish I could go to you with warm hugs that say ‘it’s alright, it’s okay, I’m here.’
how I wish I could go to you with warm hugs that say ‘it’s alright, it’s okay, I’m here.’
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8th Apr 2018 6:31am
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9th Apr 2018 3:11am
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9th Apr 2018 5:50pm
Re. Dad.
15th Apr 2018 6:54pm
my eyes well up not as often but this poem reminds me of my dad and mom who have now not been forgotten times since gone long memories fail no human being if those were lovely ones and now times have wound up too again will be gone soonly and then no one will ever know who was he yeah me
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15th Apr 2018 8:15pm
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21st Jan 2019 5:51pm