Daddyku: Hearing Voices No comments yet
cats will fight their own
reflections; you talk to a
linda ronstadt cassette.
cats will fight their own
reflections; you talk to a
linda ronstadt cassette.
you cough, and syrup
is your balm; you’re sick and we
snuggle, which is mine.
you like Star, both Trek
and Wars; i believe that
children are our future.
origins of life,
God; spider-man or spongebob
underwear
the grand canyon was
shaped by its son; echos of
why? why? why? why? why?
I gaze at your faces
On my computer screen,
What did I miss today?
like the TV, I
change at his whim: horse, giant,
pirate, and dragon.
Fergus has started posting Daddy haiku, which is just a neat idea. So many experiences are too subtle for words, and, if you must describe them, it’s best to use as few words as possible. This is certainly the case with being a dad.
Haiku is my favorite form of poetry. I’m terrible at writing traditional haiku, but I’m good with syllables, and can easily count to seventeen:
Don’t Tell Mommy
you and your mother
are often alone; but, son,
we need secrets, too.
I invite other dads to share their Daddyku! Post them here, or send them to me – I’d love to see more.