Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Alphabe-Thursday: The Letter Y



Yonder 'neath the Yellow pine

Sits the Youth with his makeshift shrine.

Young, carefree and full of life?

No, rather his days are filled with strife.

Yearning for a savior to Yank him away

From the Yelling and abuse that comes his way.

Listening to the chorus of Yellowbird's song

Wondering what it was that he did wrong.

Yelping from the pain of his tears

The Youngest decides to face his fears.

So upon the sacrificial altar he sets

His father's gin and his mom's cigarettes.




Jenny Matlock

31 comments:

Tina said...

Oh Polly, how I love this. My Best has two adopted children. This so gives them a voice. THANKS.

JDaniel4's Mom said...

Yes, you did it again. What a tough life for a young child!

5thsister said...

My thanks to my sweet Munchie Boy who decided to get into character for the accompanying photograph.

Donda said...

That was great!!!

mbkatc230 said...

Wonderful, touching post. Oh for a world where no child had to live such a life. Kat

Michelle said...

I love reading these Polly!


I left you an award on my blog today. :)

http://musingsofacatholiclady.blogspot.com/2010/07/award-time.html

Brian Miller said...

great stuff polly and good for him...got a few things i could stand to sacrifice myself..smiles.

Jingle said...

you always have the ability to write a poem about ?- post...
very creative work.

Susan Deborah said...

Polly:

You manage all the letters tactfully. The rhyme, the rhyme. While it did flow ta da ta da ta da, the fourth line the tune was not sitting well.

I sang this. Can you believe that?

Joy and love,
Susan

TALON said...

The photograph is so compelling and your words just made it painful and raw and touching. Wonderful.

signed...bkm said...

So much truth in this one...I simply hate domestic violence, the yelling the fighting....but it is real and needs to be addressed...bkm

Jo said...

you have such a wonderful talent!

Maggie B said...

Such a thought provoking Y post, superb.
Maggie

AJ said...

so fabulous! AS ALWAYS!

thank you for your inspiring words!

Anna said...

I was wondering what you were going to write for Y, so I am stopping here, even though I should be looking at the odd numbered posts!
What a beautiful poem about neglected children.

Best wishes,
Anna
Anna's Y-words

My name is PJ. said...

You paint a devastating, heart-breaking picture this week, Polly.

It haunts.

Mumsy said...

Great poem, Polly! It's sad but it's also the reality for some children out there.

I love the picture!

blueviolet said...

Wishing for peace and a way out for that youth.

JennyMac said...

Wow, this is so beautifully written. Loved it. And sending positive thoughts to the children who live this everyday.

Julie Schuler said...

Too sad and too true.

Steven Anthony said...

another good one....

laterg8r said...

fantastic poem :D

Tracie said...

This is so sad and moving. Love the way you set up the photo, too.

Erin said...

what happens after Z?

another fantastic one, Polly. YOu blow me away every time.

Life@Cee said...

Your poem, artfully done, breaks my heart. So many adopted children, including my own, never totally recover from their early trauma.

Cee

Christy said...

this is such a beautiful poem...and it speaks so clearly to the forgotten truth of parental strife.

Cheryl said...

This one's a little close to the bone.

Terra said...

oh my goodness. that was fantastic. Best read of the week. Simply wonderful. I am at a loss for words.

Jenny said...

Polly.

Almost speechless.

Teary eyed.

It's so ironic that you can tell the picture is your son...and not "that child" but your words convey so much sadness that I can easily superimpose that vision onto the photo.

What an intense stop on our little journey through Alphabe-Thursday's letter "Y"!

Thank you.

You humble me.

A+

Viki said...

Wow, just wow. So heartfelt and heartbreaking. I can imagine some kids feels this way. Great Y post.

Christy said...

I am so moved by this poetry. Sad and intense.

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