The picture above is titled
"Three Poets Inspiring"
Me, My Cousin Richie
And the one sitting by my feet
Is the third Poet.
Richie is a Poet, Author
Of "Who Am I",
I just wanted to share
this outstanding poem with the Den
Peace & Love .......William
I stand in the driveway filled
With hesitation
Thanking the lord for one more visitation
Who am I
As they looked through their window
And wave good-bye--
I turn away and begin to cry
Who am I
My God given right or, so I thought--
Reduced by the hypocrisy and rules of court
Who am I
Their wants and needs drive me
to achieve
Their innocent curiosity and questions
lead me to seek knowledge . . .
So that I may provide answers--
Which may help them to discover
understanding
Who am I
I am and always will be . . . Daddy
Richie's heart and soul is evident in this poem. It speaks to the sadness so many men feel, but with a remarkable strength that only a Dad can have. Thank you for sharing this incredible poem.
A lot of emotion and depth in this unique poem. One needs ot look into the inner depths of their soul to find some of the answers. Richie is and always will be "Daddy", no one can ever take that away fron him.. A great write . Thanks for sharing this with us!....M
Daddy...Daddy, Daddy! What a wonderful position in life to have; make that name all-important for your children, Richard. An intense, emotional, yet beautiful poem.
THANKS William and Richard for sharing with us.
Dad, that often forgotten creature inside an old family drawer, where Mom, Aunties and assorted of the same kind take the stage and the spot lights.
To be a Dad and shout it from the roof's tops it what is needed.
Bravo! ! !
Georg
P.S. D'Artagnang, haven't seen those legs in Paris Moulin Rouge?
yes a great poem William, I think like this at times when I'm around my loved ones, I try to set a good example, but it takes courage not to slap someone who deserves it. In May I will be going to my brothers birthday party, I have a nephew that everyone in the family wants to straightened out. Last time I saw him, he disrespected his father and I real bad so I had to straightened the boy out. Fifteen years back I would have beat his behind so would his father. His older brother wants to beat his behind also. But I told him to avoid the violent part as much as possible. You know how it was with us on the street, use physical force and deadly force as the last resort.I'm gong to set a good example for my nephews, when I see him I'm going to hug him and tell him I love him and say nothing else, leave the stupid stuff on him and if it gets too bad my wife and I will leave the party. My older brother and I didn't get along too good for years, he's the one the party is for, but now we do in our older years because I gave up being too mean, even if it is deserved.
Now I hug my older brother and overlook his foolishness. But guess what, the same off the hook nephew that I'm telling you about, tried to play match maker between his father and I for years, now he can't even get along with his older brother. The sins of the father have been consumed by the sins of the son. My older brother was always real jealous of me,this is why we didn't get along. My nephew has the same problem with his older brother, sibling rivalry and jealousy. His older brother was a Marine and now he's a stand up guy, the nephew in question has never did anything but loaf around. Last time I straightened my nephew out he threatened to use his nine milimeter on me, but I told his little no good behind I could take my thirty eight with six bullets and wear his behind out, I'm a marksman, that boy probably have even taken time to learn how to shoot a nine milimeter just like he has taken time to do anything else, I'll hug him before I have to kill him
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 16, 2008
Oh my,so sad but yet so powerful,enjoyed very much.... stay safe and well all three of you..Hugssssssssssss...very well done Richard
Thank you William for giving Richard the opportunity to share his words with us, I enjoyed it very much, keep on writing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Reviewed by twinklewrites at her desk (Reader)
Reviewed on March 16, 2008
Fabulous writing Richard,enjoyed the reading of your work, very talented, hope to see more...thank you William for sharing your
cousins writing...now pass me a beer...hehe...Hugs dear friend, Peg
William, Richard, thank you for sharing your tender poem. My heart goes out to you. If only there wasn't such pain in this world...
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "Vivianna"
This is a poignant write--so many fathers are forgotten in the battles to be a part of their children's lives--my brother is an advocate for men in this situation
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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God bless you, both. Kathy
Carole~
very well done Richie...
John
Thanks for sharing
Ron
Thanks for sharing William!!
Love Tinka
in the family William, thanks for sharing!
Eileen
Love, Christine
THANKS William and Richard for sharing with us.
Micke
Love,
annie
To be a Dad and shout it from the roof's tops it what is needed.
Bravo! ! !
Georg
P.S. D'Artagnang, haven't seen those legs in Paris Moulin Rouge?
Now I hug my older brother and overlook his foolishness. But guess what, the same off the hook nephew that I'm telling you about, tried to play match maker between his father and I for years, now he can't even get along with his older brother. The sins of the father have been consumed by the sins of the son. My older brother was always real jealous of me,this is why we didn't get along. My nephew has the same problem with his older brother, sibling rivalry and jealousy. His older brother was a Marine and now he's a stand up guy, the nephew in question has never did anything but loaf around. Last time I straightened my nephew out he threatened to use his nine milimeter on me, but I told his little no good behind I could take my thirty eight with six bullets and wear his behind out, I'm a marksman, that boy probably have even taken time to learn how to shoot a nine milimeter just like he has taken time to do anything else, I'll hug him before I have to kill him
And what is the name of that third poet??
Newfie Hugs, Rose
cousins writing...now pass me a beer...hehe...Hugs dear friend, Peg
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "Vivianna"