2025 NaPM 18 April
#3
The Family Tree

Even in broad daylight
as kids call him over
to the brand new tire swing
great-granddad won't go near

......... that gnarled old southern oak.

He has not forgotten
that night so long ago,
a chilly summer breeze,
his blonde hair flowing free.

No one can convince him
now, of his innocence,
or how long he should feel
what he saw wasn't real.

(Men swinging on that tree,
legs twitching, throats choking.)

His shock became frozen-
his story unspoken.



FORM: syllabic
This is a complete revision of an earlier poem
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2025 NaPM 18 April - by RiverNotch - 04-17-2025, 06:26 PM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by poetry_zealot - 04-17-2025, 08:28 PM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by Mark A Becker - 04-17-2025, 09:25 PM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by busker - 04-18-2025, 02:23 AM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by dukealien - 04-18-2025, 04:26 AM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by RiverNotch - 04-18-2025, 05:07 AM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by brynmawr1 - 04-18-2025, 10:52 AM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by rowens - 04-26-2025, 04:06 AM
RE: 2025 NaPM 18 April - by carahmellow - 04-28-2025, 10:34 AM



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