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My Parents MAG
May 19, 2011
I am irate
With my parents
They are unaware
Of how difficult they have made
Poetry
For me
They seem to have forgotten the
number one
Tool
In a poet's arsenal
They seem to have forgotten
That hundreds of poets have
Established
Their craft purely on
Their deleterious and
Stifling childhoods
It would appear that my parents
Are not in support
Of my poetry because they
Do not provide me with
Inspiration
For my writing
They are
Too loving
Too caring
Too supportive
To have much to
Write about
Unfortunately,
I am mentally sane,
Without horrifying childhood scars,
Without deep emotional conflictions,
Without hate and anger pumping through my
Circulatory system
It is a pity
That I have been raised in
An affectionate
Warm, Vibrant, and Encouraging
Community
I will never make it as a poet,
With an exceptional childhood
I have had it
Either my parents afflict me
With these conditions,
Or I will afflict myself
Until then
I must endure
The pain and suffering
And am forced
To have subjects
Such as this
For poems
© Tyler W., Muleshoe, TX
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This is actually quite witty. This poet is trying to make a point of saying they didn't have a terrible childhood, so they don't have many pivital moments of termoil or chaos to write about. As, in most cases, poets tend to write during climatic or aching times in their life, because an artist contributes to the emotion/subject/incedent, etc., that reaches the deepest emotional chord within them. That's where they find their most inspired work. This poet doesn't have a horific personal story, but they still love to write poetry; and pretty amazing poetry. Well done.
AndresVaamonde SILVER said...
on Feb. 18 2012 at 5:27 pm
you don't have to like it, its just supposed to make you think. seems to me though that a bunch of people do like it so i don't know man.
It seems to me that this is stating a very apparent fact; most poetry seems to be of the "tortured soul" nature. This provides a welcome relief. Believe me, the tortured soul style is good, writes well and is interesting to read, but shouldn't be all that poetry is about.
michaela mrianda BRONZE said...
on Feb. 16 2012 at 5:51 pm
the point of the poem is the opposite of what she writes about...its like reverse psychology-and the way it is written is amazeing- limmony snicket wrote something like this for nanowrimo(.com) to help incurage us to continue writing thanks for this poem i had a smile on my face for the whole time and laughed at the end.
AndresVaamonde SILVER said...
on Feb. 14 2012 at 9:58 pm
You missed the point of the poem. Its not at all supposed to be literal, which i was pretty sure I made obvious. it's supposed to actually serve the opposite of how you took it; I'm being grateful for what i have.
This is true in the sense that experiencing trauma at an early age condemns one to lifelong pain... But pain and trauma are not the only emotions one can feel. Look up Robert Frost, his poems are full of beauty, the warmth and comfort you describe your parents give you. Artistic nature isn't grown from bad experiences.
Doves_and_Ravens SILVER said...
on Feb. 14 2012 at 7:31 pm
This poem is sort of selfish. Would you want to grow up in horror? Do you want a bad childhood? You should be lucky with what you have, but somehow, people always seem to want more. Why is the world so selfish? Why?
Let-Love-In PLATINUM said...
on Feb. 14 2012 at 3:08 pm
i think this is so different and creative. i know some people are saying that its not fair of you to write it because you are "complaining" about having a good childhood. but i see where you are coming from, its almost humorous. i really loved it!
jericonation PLATINUM said...
on Feb. 14 2012 at 2:32 pm
i like where you went with this poem. its fresh and different. i like it (:
DeletedAccount said...
on Feb. 13 2012 at 6:20 pm
Wow! Very clever. It's true for me as well. I lived a happy childhood and am still extremely happy! Unfortunately, this causes all my poems to be fiction... I really like this. It makes you stand out from other poets in a really cool way!
OwenDark said...
on Feb. 12 2012 at 4:51 pm
It's just too choppy for me. Personally I enjoy long and flowing poems/stories. Cute plot though.
Scripturient_Scribbler BRONZE said...
on Feb. 10 2012 at 10:57 pm
fantastic!
dojojak said...
on Feb. 10 2012 at 10:21 pm
I think it very clever
AndresVaamonde SILVER said...
on Feb. 10 2012 at 2:49 pm
For anyone out there reading, this piece is not intended to be direct and straightforward. its quite the opposite. through this i'm admitting to my luckiness and being grateful for it, through sarcasm. I find many poets overexaggerate there life experiences, so to counteract that i'm just trying to be me
AndresVaamonde SILVER said...
on Feb. 10 2012 at 2:47 pm
I think you may have read the piece differently than intended. I am not saying through this poem that I'm upset and sad about how lucky i am; rather its the opposite. I'm pronouncing my gratitude for my luckiness through sarcasm. i'm sorry if you were offended but this poem is deeper than you read it
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