Teedy Dawn Poems
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I fear my little child.
I fear that she will not feed and grow strong and healthy,
I fear that she will stop breathing when I am out of the room or selfishly asleep,
I fear that she will become ill because of something I have done or did not do,
I fear that she will be in pain and I will not know why.
I fear that her father will reject her,
I fear that her father will reject me,
I fear that her father will compete for her love and that she will love him more,
I fear that her father will be distant and that she will not love him enough.
I fear that ...
New Girl Eaten Alive
The office shark lies silently in languid pools of loathing,
She waits; waits for her moment to mock and mark my failings.
Behind sham sincerity she hides, her mind adrift in a sea of desperate measure.
Her tone is soothing and gently lapping, drawing me closer into to her confidence,
She offers friendship, making me feel that I am not alone,
That we can ride the storm, no matter what, together.
In my naivety I cling to her; she is my rock, my lifeline,