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MY DAD, MY DAD AND DAD

MY DAD, MY DAD AND DAD

My dad
There was three stages’
Of his hair


Beginning with
The pride of black
Those days
I would run so fast
Without a care

Racing against him
Always , a little cough
As he let me pass
Growing  older
I would see what it cost

DAD  ?

You let me win
He would just smile
Sacrificing himself
For pride in his child 


Time ticking away
I  was so engross , consumed
My only  concern  was the 
Unimportant  , ecstatic  feelings
That  a child , had to prove

My manhood  ?

I was sorry to miss
Those days with my dad
Ticking time
Yield ’s only , to a state
Of  one’s mind 

My dad’s hair
Now a stage
Of salt and pepper
Every strand of grey
Was a strand
I could  not remember

The  wisdom of grey
Took it’s time
With a prevarication
Those day’s I was bind

Now completely grey
His words  are harder
To speak in what he will say

Some day’s he get’s mad
As he try’s to find words
That are mixed up in his head

His eyes roll back and forth
Trying to hide 
The grey in his voice

When day’s are good
These are the words
he will  choose

Son ?
Look at me
I am your future
Didn’t , I give you a past
That was full of dream’s

Now the grey is in his voice
His  hair is completely grey
Son ?
Your future  is time
The grey is not a choice


As the son
I have seen 
The beginning
I am trying not to think
About it
but
What is his ending

But the salt and pepper
Eventually
Gave time it’s way 
His hair was gone
A wrinkled  old blue
Hat took it’s place


SON ? he would say

Have you seen
My old blue hat
Along with his wallet
Key’s 
In anger he would say
Where are they at ?

DAD?



I would reply
In anger without
Love in my voice
This is the last time
I will search for them
This is crazy
You are wasting my life

This shameful tone
That I use
Is disrespectful
Beyond  cruel
Always love thy farther
In my bible
Lives as a rule

But watching
My own Grey
Changing sometimes
I forget that rules

This is the time
I  should let my dad win
I should cough
When his questions
Never end

I should see the pride
In his eyes
That he is not alone
As we race
Side by side
 







 

— press, Jun 09, 2009

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poet1

17 years ago

Cats in the cradle

Cats in the cradle "esque". Very nice, can relate to it. I have a young son and I am always telling my husband, enjoy him now, for soon he will be distant. Hope your dad got a chance to read this. Thanks for sharing it, Corina
P

paparazii

17 years ago

A lovely write

It also took me back in time--running along with my dad. Thanks Press for thsi wonderful piece. paparazii
yenti

yenti

17 years ago

Press

You see that there are poems in that writing and a portrayal of a Father makes your words more precious, the thoughts of not being enough for ones Father is with everyone, I think maybe it it is a way of holding him closer, in that you always feel that there is more that you could have done for him, in some way. He was your Father and always will be that is the rule of being, the love will bind you always, Yours Ian.T
press

press

17 years ago

my dad thank you all

But I have to write the next, part two , how it's my turn to let my dad win,this will be deep . Sometimes I have been unfair to him . Twenty times a day he will ask me the same question . Son did I, son when did I , son how come I. Over and over again. In my response I am so ashamed . Please guy's no mercy for me . I know better let me write part two I hope you guys will enjoy the next part I promise I will weave into that poem my shame my pain . And how I see the elderly Press love to all
Seren

Seren

16 years 12 months ago

Beautiful write about your

Beautiful write about your father press , Look forward to reading a second part and edits , will save my stars till its finished and so as to be given full appreciation , I shall wait till its finished , then my stars will rain lol .. Love and Light Jayne x