Callie Carroll


At A Prodigal's Banquet - Poem by Callie Carroll

Forgive me if I stare
at the fatted calf, the ring, the shoes,
the robe, ...... the empty chair.
You're not there, you're never there.

The dazed guests sit stupidly yearning,
dismayed by their shame,
ready to give absolution,
grant you a reprieve.
They bear no malice
They let bygones be bygones
They bury the hatchet
And turn the other cheek.
But you're not there, - you're never there.
Forgive me if I stare (at the empty chair) .

You say you're an outcast,
cast out, castaway
a rascal, a reprobate, a scoundrel
A black sheep, you claim.

More like a wolf in sheep's clothing,
a Bane to sheep, I say.

They're still there,
gathered around your chair,
pondering their forgiveness,
hoping to proffer it.

Forgive me if I stare.

Topic(s) of this poem: family


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Loosely based upon an errant brother and a novel read.

Comments about At A Prodigal's Banquet by Callie Carroll

  • Chinedu Dike (12/10/2014 10:19:00 AM)


    Well articulated and nice penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Yash Shinde (10/23/2012 7:51:00 AM)


    a beautiful classical poem.......................very touching.........a superb work (Report) Reply

  • (1/17/2009 1:43:00 PM)


    ...while the prodigal dances away to the next big city, ready to blow it again? (Report) Reply

  • (11/25/2008 11:16:00 PM)


    This is beautiful. Very touching. (Report) Reply

  • (9/13/2008 5:58:00 PM)


    very lovely i enjoy it. thanks for sharing md (Report) Reply

  • Ric S. Bastasa (9/12/2008 12:14:00 AM)


    classic indeed... bravo...10 (Report) Reply

  • (7/10/2008 1:43:00 PM)


    A superb take on the story, piercingly accurate description of feelings - keep it up! (Report) Reply

  • (6/11/2008 12:47:00 PM)


    please keep writing

    you have such beauty originality and metaphor
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  • (4/27/2008 4:30:00 PM)


    Forgive me if I stare - a useful but unstated position. The form you chose suits this clever piece of introspection. Rgds, Ivan (Report) Reply

  • (4/24/2008 1:40:00 AM)


    A new lady at the Poemhunger's table.... many welcomes... wit or witout stares, flares or pestantry cares...
    this one is free but very worthy of a TENfold from me!
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  • (4/22/2008 9:08:00 PM)


    A magnificent effort! Excellent thought process...... (Report) Reply

  • (4/18/2008 7:22:00 AM)


    This is a very fine piece of work. So communicative of the behaviour of the prodigal and the need to forgive by those portrayed and abandoned. Some very cleaver lines near end. Found myself wondering if there really was a party with all the food and the prodigal absent or just a very effective allegory. Keep writing this stuff! (Report) Reply

  • (4/18/2008 7:22:00 AM)


    This is a very fine piece of work. So communicative of the behaviour of the prodigal and the need to forgive by those portrayed and abandoned. Some very cleaver lines near end. Found myself wondering if there really was a party with all the food and the prodigal absent or just a very effective allegory. Keep writing this stuff! (Report) Reply

  • (4/15/2008 2:13:00 PM)


    found this beautifully descriptive, would love to know who it's about
    jerry
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  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (4/10/2008 8:28:00 PM)


    beauty of a poet........... (Report) Reply

  • (4/1/2008 2:25:00 PM)


    This is a most unusual poem, and I don't see what more you need to do to it. The only thing I might add would be on that last line...Forgive me if I stare - at your empty chair (and that would just be for the sake of the repetition that you use above.) Scarlett (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014


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