~ That Time ~

(words to a daughter)

Darling, do you remember That Time?
"Which time, Daddy?"

That Time
You scratched out your eyes
Until you could see
Right through your foxy mask?
"Yes, Daddy."

That Time
You cut out your tongue
Then told me all about it
And showed me your shoe?
"I remember, Daddy."

I miss That Time.
"Me too, Daddy."

--Misery

Reviews

[Great Aunt Astri]

I'm smiling... sorry if it is meant to be very serious. I think it actually a lovely poem, even though it may have connotations. It has made me think of the things my kids did. I could probably put a few connotations there too! I really enjoyed this poem ... with the explanatory pictures!

[Misery]

Thank you for the review, dear poet. It is meant to be a brief trip down memory lane. Though scented with seemingly sinister images nothing sinister was intended.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Well, once one realises what the images (which look a bit sinister) actually refer to, it does make one smile!

[Misery]

Better to create words which cause a smile than words which cause a frown. Happy New Year, dear poet.

[Great Aunt Astri]

:]......................

[emmajoy]

Such a strangely worded poem. And yet, is compelling - memorable in a way. Could be play-acting, could be nightmare-ish..

[Misery]

Yes, the duality of certain inspirations. Thank you for the review, dear poem.

[Misery]

May the skies above cherished England bless you always with golden light from a benevolent sun.