Ptah

 

 

 

 

 

 

Smokes too much and drinks too much coffee,

The father of us all, a miracle to be realized.

On moonless nights when the gale wind howls,

He thinks of extinction, of something that finally stops.

Figured that mommy started it, then thought its the kid,

But he owes his love to her...why the world is a splendour.

To the kid, his joy of continuity, the never ending round of play.

Did they do it for him? He sometimes wonders.

The kids climb all over him, making a total mess,

The lassies, they wish they could, but he's no ladder.

Father, that brought the son of the universe to life,

Healed the mighty tiger of magic and restored its light,

We wish you continued good cheer. Be a light to us.

......And so he is, mysterious, wonderful and not without suspicion.

Figures mommy is gonna be the queen of the universe, someday,

But that's what he said the last time and mommy is still wondering.

But today, to the earth, he is father, the Ptah of eternity.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed this poem. I like how you think. Your thoughts are alive and filled with life. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Tate Morgan]

Father to the universe Is quite the set of shes to fill

[Judas Hammer]

I pictured every father including my own. This really hit me since i am about to be a father. Thank you for the write. I could seem my father marlboro smoke in his favorite flannel.

[Muse]

But today, to the earth, he is father, the Ptah of eternity.

Just like the saying "the parent is often seen as "God" in a child's eyes." This is true when they are very little, then they grow up and see the parents as human beings. lol

[stars are far]

This was nice
great work :)