I buzz in through the backdoor,
a steaming Starbucks cup in my hand -
one short, black coffee.
He answered and greeted me
with thanks, waving me in then
finishing up his rounds with the
He gently led me to the back room -
the safe room, even without a lock
I knew your thoughts couldn't hurt me
I told him I'm not sure if I'd show up tonight,
I don't know how this will go...
our family isn't one to communicate.
I don't know what's on his mind, but the
moment my eyes gave up their pretense,
he startled me with truth:
"Now you must stay strong. Mostly for you,
but also for your mother. You
will be strong enough..."
And I must believe that, as I wait all day
for you to arrive home from work.
To see if you'll notice my new skateboard,
my mapped out lists of bus routes,
my firm grip on the collar of a broken-hearted
To see if you'll understand that your daughter's
To see if you'll care that your wife is always
on her knees, her first prayer a ticket to peace.
I won't let you break me, anymore.
I won't let you tear apart what's left of this family.
Hi as the previous comments have said this poem is not to be pulled apart because no matter how we interpret this as a reader you will be the only person to know what was inspiring you and why.
You have a real way with words and writing them so well.
I know this, like your last poem, is far too personal for me to dissect, especially because I fear for how many people breezing through will believe that they relate. So instead I will merely respond technically, by congratulating you on your wave of emotion and how it truly reaches out to the reader and gives them an idea of just how painful your shoes are at the moment. Your style was an excellent choice, the gaps show where you are really trying to muster strength and the intact stanzas convey a sense of "this is on my mind, this is what I'm saying and you should listen" - only a lot more elegantly than that. I think your word choice is absolutely perfect and that they way you are creating your images and describing the people and things around you is incredible.
Brilliant write. Though I'm sorry for whatever is inspiring it. (Again, I'd rather not try to dig too deeply).