I am left to the dirty dish water.
My father's promises leave me a fool,
I will get my brother's off to school.
The law is here, my father must show.
If he doesn't we will have no place to go.
Looking for answers, finding only closed doors.
I am strong, I will endure.
Take the drugs, push them down,
my own troubles I must drown.
Escape is an illusion. I wind up scarred.
No length or distance is to far.
Mixed emotions, lover or friend.
I must see this quest out to the end.
Hello Tracy,
ReplyDeleteI thoroughly enjoyed your poem. You touched on many important points and leave enough mystery that would draw in a reader. I like your creativity. Keep up the good work! - Jordan
I really enjoyed your poem, although I am usually very particular in a poem that I like. I think that your poem really described a great deal of the theme of the story and was very well written.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your poem. It is very catchy and informational at the same time. The first 2 line "Depressed mother, missing father,I am left to the dirty dish water" sums up a lot literally and figuratively. Your poem flows with ease and I enjoyed it. Nice job , Keep up the good work
ReplyDeleteThank you Tracy this is moving even though I am reading the same book and have the same information right in front of me. I didn't realize the change in format of writing out the same story could be so different. You have a way with words.
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This was such a creative idea to make a poem, and it is so well done! You hit the major points very well and you never fail to provide a great post to read! Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem.
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