icarus
how horrible
i feel
not spending more time
on the couch,
watching sports,
and drinking beer with you
simply
indulging in pleasant
silence we have always
yearned away the years
for
i am
truly sorry
i have been
selfish
and needn't i fathom
a deeper place i
could have dwell'd
forgive me,
i am still your boy
forgive me
for i have strayed
and too long
has it been
since we last
parted
please,
forgive me
Patrick McFarland
The title is telling on this wonderful poem. The sad cycle has been repeating itself forever.
The title is telling on this wonderful poem. The sad cycle has been repeating itself forever.
Leona The Lion
Isnt it beautiful how once we are older, we realize how our parents wanted us to be, the things they wished we would do? You can never turn back, but we can make up for it now. It's never too late to be your Father's Son.
Isnt it beautiful how once we are older, we realize how our parents wanted us to be, the things they wished we would do? You can never turn back, but we can make up for it now. It's never too late to be your Father's Son.
Linda Ori
Precious moments forever lost cannot be regained. Seems we are always in a hurry to get somewhere, and fail to realize the importance of just being present, until it's too late. Great poem!
Precious moments forever lost cannot be regained. Seems we are always in a hurry to get somewhere, and fail to realize the importance of just being present, until it's too late. Great poem!
carol
i enjoyed reading this
i enjoyed reading this
Susan Jarvis
I can smell the pungent aroma of singed wings eminating from every flaming line ;)
I can smell the pungent aroma of singed wings eminating from every flaming line ;)
welshpoet (Chris Smith)
Clever write, to rise and to fall.
Clever write, to rise and to fall.
Alison Cassidy
Icarus, I remember, forgot his father's advice and flew too close to the sun. This personal confession shares the regret of a son estranged from a father who has been judged harshly. You leave much unsaid in your delivery and yet the reader gets the gist of your message and feels strongly the anguish of your regret. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Icarus, I remember, forgot his father's advice and flew too close to the sun. This personal confession shares the regret of a son estranged from a father who has been judged harshly. You leave much unsaid in your delivery and yet the reader gets the gist of your message and feels strongly the anguish of your regret. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
And did the father fail his father too, we all do someway never can we live up to the dreams our dads had for themselves...