Growing Pains
Your giggle: fun, endearing, light
now dropped in pitch and mellow
the way you ran to everywhere
(walking was too tedious)
now meandering, drifting easily and sleek.
My distant memories
bring dreamy longing;
Gone your childhood
Gone our bond
Gone your wispy delight
replaced by smooth distance
open hostility — to rage
when I “interfere”.
Gone my little boy.
The tragedy of life
moves in every home
not peculiar nor provocative
just sad
And I am suspended
‘tween longing and respect
from what is gone to what’s to come
I sigh, defenseless and powerless
I hold my breath —
and hope
for connection.
Sarah Tun
Sarah Tun writes because it's the best way to stay sane, keeping ideas flowing and cobwebs away. First published at age 7, Sarah wrote two stories when sent out of the classroom for being naughty; the principal liked them so much she posted them in the office window. Sarah has written copious poems and novels, self-publishing one, "Confronting the Darkness", a sci fi fantasy especially for young people. Short stories have appeared in Polar Expressions and Dime Show Review, poetry at Pangolin Review, Soft Cartel and Ariel Chart. She's also published several non-fiction books. Originally from Canada, she is a world traveller, has lived in 5 countries, and resides now in England. Further information can be found at http://www.laruspress.com
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Poetry