maturation beckoning...

autobiographical.

of an interrupted childhood,

he was never quite able

to find his place as the years went by.

merely existing, absent of living.

the boy, dishonoring Family.

married, not knowing how to love.

a Dad, clueless about parenting.

at age forty came the courage,

along with a white light reckoning,

of a life well wasted.

and then a beginning, a becoming...

a Father, feeling the heartaches,

but more so, unabashed joy.

Husband, available for all the love

that true partnership brings.

a Son, helping his elder folks

to live and die with dignity.

Boy, becoming Man

Author's Note

...heed the call

Reviews

[Tarik]

That's wonderful. A beautiful coming of age poem.

" a Son, helping his elder folks

to live and die with dignity"

Sometimes i'm doubtful about this thing. I'm not sure if i'll be around when my parents die; i can't be around. it's so hard.

Thanks for this beautiful piece.

[Kenneth The Poet]

A brilliant meditation.

[Emily B]

when words evolve from life changes they are so much more potent

[Ruth]

Life's ebb and flow - full circle of understanding, never ceases! Beautiful love xoxo

[...]

. oh, what an amazingly overwhelming piece of life-poetry ... you are a hero ... it took me until recently to fight the demons of my childhood ... i never understood what the subject matter experts said about the impact of those demons ... some of us have seen the ugliest ones ... and ... if we take some time to heal ... it's only because of the ugliness of those demons ... ultimately we're all little boys / girls ... trying to sound grown up ... and we get our articulation of that sound right ... when we slay those demons with our innocence and earnestness ... your little boy heart glows in these words ... and ... my little girl heart is inspired ... oh, i learnt so much from you today ... thank you so much for this post, dear poet ... you are a gem ...

[Relic]

Wonderful poem, and honest.

[Brad]

scary when that call comes through loud and clear...that's an "oh shyte" moment

[Stacey Watts]

In life there is so many transitions. This poem is wonderful. Very well written. The cycle into maturity and adulthood is expressed well.

[Marie]

Some learn more slowly than others, and some never do learn.
And then we feel we're lucky to have learned at all.

[Michael G.]

A good warning to many.

A beginning, a becoming... everything gone under the bridge and a new life. Privileged to call you friend, John.