Hitting The Right Note

May I talk about my daughter,

sing a song of harmony?

Pack away the unwise choices

yet alone bad company.

And the compass lost in transit,

time to play a melody.

Soothe and smooth those stubborn creases,

fix the torn and ragged seams,

take a needle, thread some cotton,

mend those fractured long lost dreams.

When we shared our thoughts at breakfast,

we became a symphony.

Reviews

[Neville]

this is one o them's got everything .. insight, love, self awareness, confidence, maturity and a kind of unconditional protectiveness for one's own flesh and blood that is rare to find outside of such relationships .. wish I'd found it sooner :)

[Chris Shaw]

Aw, thanks Neville for picking this one. That was such a lovely morning spent with Cath, I just had to capture it in a poem. So pleased you like it.

Chris

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Hitting The Right note
Chris Shaw,
To take in another's experience and see "I am not alone." Times of harmony dwelt upon are what can empower the times which ring discordant. To think of conversations one on one give reason to hope for more to come. Bless you in you own family.
Kathy

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Kathy, many thanks for giving this older poem an airing. I really appreciate you taking the time. Have a good Sunday.

Chris

[Kathy Van Kurin]

You are welcome Chris.
It is a privilege to be able to freely discuss and write. We are blessed.

[Wórdsmíth]

sharing thoughts either at breakfast or on dinner time is always something that keeps people reunited and together.. i understand, it's only a few moments of sharing, but this moment is all what one needs to feel the peace.. and saddest part is, it doesn't remain the same for long; chooses to walk on by w/ time. alone.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Wordsmith for choosing another old poem to give an airing. I appreciate your visit.

Chris

[emmajoy]

What a loving, sincere, yet utterly logical way of looking at a relationship with little children/little people whose lives you'll watch and be part of .. precious as can be. And that through all the stages: I couldnt have children, have ten godchildren, had my late sisters daughter live with me from nearly eighten til just past twenty three. We went throug all sorts together, terrible for her but, we managed, She's not just my niece but one of my VERY BEST FRIENDS. Learned how it is to love, to care, to count self more than lucky because of her. We learn from young people from birth to whenever, what is it to be unique, how to live and care, do the best we can. Thank you for posting this, perhaps i've no right to contribute.. but your post is so special, Christine. xx

[Chris Shaw]

Hi Em. You are always welcome to contribute to my posts. This in fact was written about my daughter who was 36 at the time, now older, but it could equally apply to her daughter who lives with me and has done for the last 16 years. It was good of you to share your experiences. Ten godchildren is a lot, and also having your niece to live with you as well. Take care. Just back home after a week in Brixham. xx

[emmajoy]

Special place Brisham, happy holidays when young and respectable! IYour post really touched me, there's more than words there.. and that's what matters, that words are shared, understood and sometimes.. forgiven but learned from.. happens.
You've had your hands full too.. and undoubtedly more than often, very happily. (Christine)

[Chris Shaw]

I have all three of my grandchildren living with me Em, and have done for the last 16 years. My poetry has been an outlet for me and a way to keep sane when things have been very difficult. It's good to share x

[emmajoy]

Feel free to share if ever you want. In spite of my blather, am quite a good friend. (YOU) Feel free to message. x

[Jack O]

This review I type to you is idiototic. But I like this that you have written. It made me think and ponder.
good job.

[Chris Shaw]

Your comments are not idiotic. They are valued and I appreciate the time you have taken to both read and leave me a response. I'm pleased you enjoyed the read and that it made you pause to ponder.

Chris

[Jack O]

You will ruin my self image if you do not agree with what I have written. Gosh! : ) lol

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Love this Chris. Yes, we have to communicate anyway we can with our children. “Whatever Works!” Is my motto. Soothe them, mend them, teach them, wipe their tears-and of course sing to and with them as you describe so tunefully here. It is a melody itself with lovely form, flow, rhythm. Reminds me of when my three grandsons (twins of 9 and brother 7) are around the breakfast table chittering and chattering- that’s more like Chipmunk Serenade though. :)))

[Chris Shaw]

You are so right Annette, we have to find ways to communicate with our children. They are all different and we should endeavour to find solutions, whatever they may be. What works for one won't necessarily work for another. Wise words and your kind response is much appreciated. How lovely having your three young grandsons round the breakfast table with you.

Chris

[Stella Armour]

That's good that you played in harmony and got rid of all the wrong notes :)

[Chris Shaw]

Was a wonderful feeling Stella. Well worth writing about. Thank you

[Stella Armour]

you expressed it beautifully Chris..

[Chris Shaw]

Glad you thought so Stella

[KeeD]

We're all connected in some way, I love how you talk about real world stuff via artistic form and make it seem so effortless and magical. You cure my tone-deaf life and add melody to it with your words. It proves that via conversation every bridge can be mended and no journey has to be walked alone. xoxo Kee.

[Chris Shaw]

Much of my poetry is about day to day stuff Kee. I am thrilled that it is of benefit to you. I also agree that conversation can build many a broken bridge. Your responses always gratefully received young man.

Chris

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you settle. Your response very much appreciated.

Chris

[sette]

the bond between the mother and child will never be broken