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Poem from a Wordle

16 September 2010

Big Tent Poetry’s latest prompt was a Wordle. Here is what came out of it for me, with the provided words italicized. I actually think I’ll keep working with this one to see if I can coax a short story out of it.

“Not the Father”

You awake to a half-eaten bowl of cereal spilling on your chest as a child jumps on your bed chanting, “Play with me!” She may as well have been a swarm of red ants crawling on your skin, that’s how irritated you get. You can’t do anything but lift the child off the bed and take her outside, leaving the debris of cereal on your bed. Your shirt clings to your chest, milky and sweet.

In the yard you run in circles along the property line, the child’s shrieks evidence of how far away she is from catching you. You ask yourself if this would be more fun if the child was yours, but the answer doesn’t come. Hot arms wrap around your legs and you realize you’ve stopped running. “I got you!” the child giggles. In a temporary lapse of composure, you drop to your knees and shout, “She got me!” then roll on your back, pulling the child with you. She lies on your chest tickling your chin with her fingers. You feel the grass tickle your bare arms.

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9 Comments leave one →
  1. 17 September 2010 20:25

    This is very beautiful. The child might not be yours but she loves you like her own. And you are coaxed to, return her love..

    timeless flies search for fries

  2. 17 September 2010 22:49

    fabulous plot,
    lovely story.

  3. 18 September 2010 02:15

    I agree with you, this holds the promise of something more. It is certainly the beginning of that promise and I hope you attempt to follow it where it wants to go. I can feel it tugging, wanting, and pleading to play.

    Elizabeth

  4. 18 September 2010 08:28

    This short piece captures the child’s ability to show the adult what is really important.

  5. 18 September 2010 08:57

    i think it’s complete by itself! though i do (already) like the characters enough to read more. 🙂

  6. 18 September 2010 09:08

    that’s breath taking…

    blessings for the kids.

    my entry is here

  7. 18 September 2010 10:51

    Heartfelt and touching – children are such wonders and your words are well combined.

  8. 18 September 2010 10:58

    very nice Mallery…thanks for these words…..I liek the characters

  9. 19 September 2010 02:41

    Ditto Carolee.

    I especially love the image of the sweet shirt sticking. But it is terrific, all of it.

    So glad you let us have a read!

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