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My Red Wagon

Christmas, me in my red wagon Slogging in tears, later you forget Am I a full person? Blown black pepper stings your eyes You strike me, the ambivalence aches Covered mouth laugh-sharing from now on Reattached you escape childish dreams I offer to banish parts of me Warriors on the horizon, plump and ascending You appear similar, soul less, smaller I scurry, looking for your parts I miss them At your escape hatch I make room I hide in your obscurity Broken in all endeavors Waiting in luxurious swamps Emeshment preventing loneliness I wanted to hurt you too

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/26/2016 8:43:00 AM

I can relate, this piece moved me. Check out my site www.wisedummuypoet.com when time permits. Thanks for visiting me yesterday.

Timothy Barry
Date: 3/26/2016 4:14:00 PM

I'll check it out Richard and Thanks!

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/25/2016 11:50:00 PM

wow, that was strongly said... enjoyed, Timothy. LINDA

Timothy Barry
Date: 3/26/2016 4:14:00 PM

Thanks Linda, I really appreciate it.

Constance La France

Date: 3/24/2016 11:25:00 PM

Timothy, so deep and dark, to me the poem is about child abuse, correct me please if I am wrong, good use of words and phrases, well done, I see you are new to poetry soup, welcome I hope you enjoy the journey ~

Timothy Barry
Date: 3/25/2016 8:48:00 PM

Thanks Broken Wing I really appreciate you reading it. Yes, I was trying to tease away at the father son relationship when it exists in dysfunction. So complicated, and no longer black and white to me.