A
family meal in a quiet restaurant
Serves an ambiance
Under a
showering sky in slumber
Leaving
puddles to dry, for hopping heels
Greeting
a ravenous appetite and
A
diaphanous glimpse
Of pockets
breathing on a moment’s bestowal of a morsel
Exposing
a burgeoning polarity
In the
teeming crowds bathing in the light
Scavenging
in a demeanor
Befitting
their educated senses
Born in
respectable definitions of a cultured stature
Taught
to thank Him for liberation
From abject
shadows clouding
Being
and becoming of life.
Flooded,
desperate
Diving
for my seat in belonging
In
disparate happenstances of destiny
I float,
leading my child through a whirlpool
Bequeathed
with the ‘blessings’
Of
living in known ignorance
Of
ironical co-existences
whata journey that is there in the last bit...and that is the parent you know...we guide them through those waters...its an important role...nice job taking the ordinary and elevating it a bit in this...
ReplyDeleteambiance...demeanor... belonging... a journey indeed...and it's not always easy to guide them through the whirls and waves at times.. but it's good to see them swimming and finding their way finally
ReplyDeleteWe all have to let children be on their own and our guidance is always there for them.
ReplyDeleteWe wade into the stream, hoping to reach the other side with everyone and everything reasonably intact. It's a frightening thing this raising children. No do overs either!
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ReplyDeleteOf ironical co-existences
I'm not even sure I can navigate these things yet. Nice work.
Family meals in restaurants sometimes are rather 'trying,' especially when children are young.
ReplyDeleteso much water in this. I equate water with both life and emotions. You've gathered both here.
ReplyDeleteHaving worked in restaurants for far too many years, I wish I'd had the "blessings of known ignorance..." or perhaps the blessings of ignorance, because once the "ironical co-existences" (of the many kind) are KNOWN, it is oft about as easy to ignore as it is to unring a bell.
ReplyDeleteFun read! Thanks, Jason
Wonderful that you can get through the difficult parts--flood - to a whirlpool, but still somehow calmer feeling -
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