Ben Paynter

Veteran Poet - 1,934 Points (Midwest)

Mother Father, Somedays - Poem by Ben Paynter

some days I wait for the fog to roll in
wait for the river to carry the clouds home
wait for the bridge to turn invisible
I walk and watch the bell tower disappear

into nothing, the world has gone into nothing
and somewhere a poet describes it as beautiful
somewhere an eye wanders; tries to match horizons
night comes in with a dagger, sits by the fire

stone clock strikes ten, then eleven, then eternity
I sit, cold bench, cold hands, cold face
warm my hands together, stare like Peter
hear the clock toll like a dying rooster

mother where has all the light gone to
father why did god turn off the city


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  • (3/14/2007 3:19:00 AM)

    A striking piece... the ending suggesting that feeling of lostness in a confusing world in which one turns to ones parents for answers, only as an adult, they are often rhetorical questions... fine work. t x (Report)Reply

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  • (3/14/2007 12:09:00 AM)

    pondering the imponderables, seeking the unanswerables, being a real poet! Great Ben. Rgds, Ivan (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 1, 2011


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