I am my mother's second favorite son, her only boy
Born a day too late yet years too early
Abandoned and ransomed but never felt redeeming joy
Bald with long straight hair, where it should be curly
Too short to be tall, too tall to be short, I fall within
Bare handed caught a cold, ran faster than my nose
Eyes black, sky blue, white yellow as my skin
Well dressed dropped in with no clothes
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Online) - Published: March 11th, 2025 03:49
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Now where you doing my poetry portrait? Save for the fact that I was her firstborn unbald son! šš»š
Thanks Cryptic for the read and comment. Yea I guess many have such thought from time to time. No harm in having a little fun from time to time.
This is a little self deprecating. I am left wondering what initiated it.To be honest I think many of us have been made feel worst than they should.Certainly this poem is an arrow that hits the heart.
Thanks David for the concern. You just got to have a little fun from time to time and if one can not laugh at oneself one does not deserve to laugh at others. All poems don't necessarily have to apply to oneself and if they do one might pick an area one feels particularly secure in to cite as a weakness in the poem. This was just an unruly bit of fun. Thanks so much for the read and comment my friend
I sense a bit of tongue in cheek here, I would assume this is probably quite a common occurance in a family setting, enjoyed the read
Was born with my tongue protruding from my cheek it is a family trait. Thanks for the read and comment it is always appreciated
You are very welcome
LOL well aren't you lucky she didn't throw you in the bin then! Lmao š¤£š¤£š¤£š¤£š¤£ oh I know you to be perfect by the way in everyway. š¹ Ps see you on the 14th floor my straight jacket is broken I have to get it fixed. LoL
Had a tickle inside my cheek so used my tongue to scratch it. Thanks for the read and comment my friend
lol š¹
A fun poem. Iām the eldest of five children. I can honestly say I never questioned the rankings in our parents affections. Time alone with them always made me feel special. We were loved, warts and all lol.
Thank you Cassie for your read and understanding in four we were all loved equally although I have to say we were liked unequally. I to with mine love them all equally but like some more at one time and others more at others.
Good write SB. KP wears a wig really. lol.
Thanks Orchi never could imagine myself in a wig, not natural ya know
Kids eh' who would have em .. but then, where would we all be without them .. a fun riddle .. some of us just can't win .. can we
Thanks Nevill yes we have em and we are one no way around it but maybe not so many. Appreciate the read and comment. Have a great day
Wow. Powerful work, my friend.
Thanks Thomas appreciate the read and comment.
A cracking write, Soren. Had to read this twice to get my head around it. Nicely done!
Everything is confusing why should my poetry be any different? Thanks for the read and kind words of support they are most appreciated.
Excellent write
Thank you Tony
You're welcome
The whole pome was great...but that last line made it for me. A fantastic ending indeed. Really makes it all sink it. Well done! š¹
Thanks so much Tristan your visit is always highly anticipated.
You are welcome, Soren!
heyy that was wonderful
Thank you so much for the read and comment it is most appreciated.
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