He rattled on about
the accomplishments of his father,
not once did he mention any of his own.
He rode “dad’s” stories
like a show horse jumping rails:
“Back in ‘83 he went and did this…”
“I know he told you about the time…”
The anecdotes pranced, whirled in a circle,
perfectly trained, perfectly mimicked.
He wasn’t stealing, or borrowing
it was the only life he knew.
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there are many people that seem to live through other's lives. interesting.
this is so well observed pat
cheers
Sad, in a strange sort of way.
This title works so well . . .
This poem nicely catches a moment in time that we are probably all familiar with.
you make me feel sorry for this guy... he could be another character in that potential story.
great stuff as always, pat!
I may not live in the glory of my family, but I can't deny I bask in the glory of my grandchildren, but yes I kinda know it well.
It's how others see me....
I am so and so's ex, oh you're Jon's mother, Jamie's mum.... is Ray your brother, wow... we knew your father... are you related to the Ravens who... you must be Rachel's mother, she looks like you.... hmmm!
ah... but in blogdom you know only me... you know, me Ann... huh! LOL
lotsa luv ann xxxx
This really is well done.
this is kinda sad that he has to live through his fathers tales and dosen't create some of his own
very well written
So well written, Pat!
Margie
Interesting observation, Pat. Seems many people have difficulty living their own lives fully.
Well done. It reminds me of someone I know.
2nd hand living, it's the han-me-down thing gone wrong.
interesting post, Pat.
maybe his father's shadow was too long. :)
How sad! astute life observation, Pat.
Very interesting. I'm more familiar with a Father living through his son.
it is the details that raise the bar in your poetry! Seedless Apple did not fall so far....
your title is perfect. just stopping by to wish you wishes for the new year!
Telling stories.
Perhaps we all creat stories daily.
hugs for you
:o)
very, very sad. So many parents are so interested in their own accomplishments they fail to notice their children's. I have known a few of these....
Children develope a sense of their own worth through praise, not criticism. Some parents never learn this.
Thank you Kai!!
Andrew, it's sad when father's can't figure out how to give their children their own lives.
Thanks Floots!!
Richard, yes it is!!
Thanks Julia!! I was wondering if it really would, now I know.
Thanks Joyce!!
Polona, then I was successful in my writing. Thank you!!
And Ann is all we want to know!! I think we're all somebody's something. The problem is when somebody else is all we've got.
Doughnutjane, thank you!!
Thank you ladysunshine!! It really is, and more prevelent than one would think. Some men's ego's is the only legacy they leave.
Thanks Margie!!
Thanks Mary Beth!! Some definitely do.
Thanks Margo!! I think I'm sorry for them.
Inconsequential, very well put!!
Dsnake, it was!! Thank you!!
Thanks GEL!!
That's sad too Vaughn. I hope it's not you.
Corey, thank you very much!!
Meander, thanks for stopping by. I hope you have a very happy new year!!
Thanks Trinitystar!! All hugs are greatly appreciated!!
Nea, you are very right!!
Yes, it's kind of sad. Some fathers simply outshine their sons!?
I hope he'll one day have his own stories.
Nice observations--reading this i recall that old picture of two kids in over-alls, with their thumbs in the suspenders, one asking the other, "So, how long you been farming..."
pat
this piece is tuly wonderful
well done
Not at all, but I've seen it a number of times (especially in movies and TV).
This says so much in so few words!
Interesting!
So cleverly shown-with so much beyond the words
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