Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
anastasia_Poems
like a tree alone at night my father sits in our garden the lone star in the sky showers him with radiance and apart from the wind tussling around with his parchment the furious scribble of his pen he is silent stoic and solitary he is eternities away lost in his mind space with no suit and I can no longer recognize him until suddenly he jumps taking a graceful swan dive into the untold with no mission control relaying actions just his mind before he emerges with the sun steadily walking towards my mother as she stands on our patio the sky behind her as if it were painted by Van Gogh himself turbulent and swimming with passion I can see him again through the parted clouds he is different, yet the same as he turns towards my window giving me the wink he always has I realize: no matter how far he travels and how long he stays away my father is still my father and there is nothing that can make me feel any other way
0
Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 10:56 PM UTC
traveling father
like a tree alone at night my father sits in our garden the lone star in the sky showers him with radiance and apart from the wind tussling around with his parchment the furious scribble of his pen he is silent stoic and solitary he is eternities away lost in his mind space with no suit and I can no longer recognize him until suddenly he jumps taking a graceful swan dive into the untold with no mission control relaying actions just his mind before he emerges with the sun steadily walking towards my mother as she stands on our patio the sky behind her as if it were painted by Van Gogh himself turbulent and swimming with passion I can see him again through the parted clouds he is different, yet the same as he turns towards my window giving me the wink he always has I realize: no matter how far he travels and how long he stays away my father is still my father and there is nothing that can make me feel any other way
hi :) this is the first poem that I've written and I'm ecstatic to write more and to improve my wordsmithing
#father#tree#night#solitude#alone#new#family#together#loving
Written by
anastasia_
20/F/Charlotte, USA
Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 10:56 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem