your father and I

by Maria Francesca

your father and I
will never be a couple again.
That's not your fault,
it's ours.

Your father and I
cannot seem
to tolerate each other
except at long range.

That will not likely change.

Your father and I do not love each other anymore
hate each other anymore,
know each other anymore.

We knew each other once.
hated each other once.
loved each other once.

And all that is past now.

What remains
the color of his eyes in your face,
his quick wit which flows through you,
and his silly laugh that I hear
when I tell you a joke.

The rest is all you,
independent of him and me
and more beautiful
than either of us ever were.

The rest of you
is cool leaves
and brilliant bloom.

Your father and I
are just the pot where your roots grew.


Posted on 12/10/2007
Copyright © 2024 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/10/07 at 07:29 AM

ohhhhhh, the chill of this is tangible and waaaay too close to home. Not to love anymore, OR hate. That is when you know it's over. And what remains, the unbelievably sweet and beautiful fruit. Life's most amazing paradox. How can something of value come from experiences that end up leaving "your father and I" in emotional debt? That part has always amazed me.

Posted by A. Paige White on 12/10/07 at 09:32 PM

Very succinct. I adore the last two stanzas.

Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/23/08 at 03:40 PM

maria, i've come across this poem more than once on random, and everytime i try to leave a comment, i get an error and can never find it again! ugh. this time, i hope it works.

i think this is absolutely wonderful. i hope you can give this to your child. i wish my mom could've done something like this for me. and one day, if i become a mother, i want to be able to be this honest and creative for my child. kudos.

Posted by Mo Couts on 07/02/11 at 04:53 PM

Wow...this is absolutely a wonderful poem to share with a child and so mature of you to write it. Sometimes, even if we don't love or hate someone, we're so over-run with a mixture of emotions that nothing tangible or intelligent comes out but you had no issues writing this beauty. Nicely done =)

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