Felicity not Frank!


from the ABC set Poems

He's gone
disappeared
out of our lives,

a smile that
lit up our
world,

his homeland
now long
forgotten -
his dreams
somewhere
new,

his life an
unsure gender,
confused
he chose -

makeup...
running with
the
femmes fatales,

last we heard
he'd gone to
France maybe
Paris who
knows,

now as I
stare at
his portrait
longingly,

I'm lost too
in a sea of
confusion not
knowing,

Walking the
corridors of
my mind
aimlessly,

did he
think we
would not
care?

how wrong
to assume -
truth is after
the shock,
acceptance is
the next
best thing,

Please Son get
in contact again.

Discuss this piece in the abctales forum


Comments

Highhat | August 14, 2011 - 14:06

I really like this one Jenny. Love the subtleness and the acceptance from a loving parent. Very well written.
Do you think it should be chose and not choose? the first is past tense and the second is present- I think you meant it to be past tense!
well done Jenny- lovely

;)Pia

skinner_jennifer | August 14, 2011 - 14:21

You are exactly right Pia, as soon as I've thanked
you for reading and leaving a comment, I shall
put it right, thankyou for your help.

I wanted to address all those parents out there,
that have maybe not just have gay children, but
have lost their loved ones, because they have run
away.

Thankyou again for leaving a comment, much appreciated.

Jenny.

Silver Spun Sand | August 14, 2011 - 18:23

I couldn't agree with Pia, more, Jenny. This poem will hit home with many who read it, I am sure, and I applaud you for writing it in such a sensitive and caring way.

Strangely enough I was having a conversation this afternoon with a friend of mine, on just this subject.

Tina;-)

shoe | August 14, 2011 - 18:47

Hi Jenny, I think this is a great poem, you might find this link to a competition interesting.

http://www.redcross.org.uk/What-we-do/Finding-missing-family/Internation...

skinner_jennifer | August 15, 2011 - 09:15

Thankyou Tina,

for letting me know that you could understand the
reason I wrote this piece. I think it's such a sad
thing, when a son or daughter loose contact with
their loved ones, for me it's like loosing a part
of yourself, if you know what I mean.

Anyway thankyou again, hope you're having a Sunny
day.

Jenny.

skinner_jennifer | August 15, 2011 - 09:17

Hi shoe,

that's a great link, I shall definitely enter this
poem in the competition, thankyou so much for
telling me about it.

Also I'm glad you like this piece and thankyou for
letting me know.

Jenny.

maggyvaneijk | August 15, 2011 - 18:14

This poem blew me away Jennifer. I'm going to take it all in and reply with something more coherent to say later on. Thanks for writing such a beautiful piece.

skinner_jennifer | August 16, 2011 - 09:15

Wow! maggy,

thankyou so much for your kind words, they mean
a lot to me. As a Mother myself, I think it would
be like loosing an arm or a leg, the connection is
so strong.

Thankyou also for reading.

Jenny.

skinner_jennifer | August 16, 2011 - 09:17

Hi cherry pickers,

I turned on to ABC Tales this morning, to discover
I have some cherries. They have really made my day,
thankyou so much, they were really unexpected.

Thankyou again.

Jenny.

L G Meadows | August 16, 2011 - 09:51

What can I say that the other's haven't already said? Am sure it connects with many.

skinner_jennifer | August 16, 2011 - 09:55

Hi there L G Meadows,

I was just about to turn the computer off, when I
saw your wonderful comment. I really hope it does
connect with others, there are so many lost children
out there, more than I actually realised, before I
wrote the poem.

Thankyou for reading and telling me your thoughts.

Have a good week.

Jenny.

the unfolding head | August 17, 2011 - 11:13

agree with all the above, well deserved cherries. This poem is so poignant, it really moved me.

well done!

Richard L. Prov... | August 17, 2011 - 11:19

Well deserved cherries, Jenny on such a sensitive subject. My wife and I are also parents of a son who told us he was gay. He was 18 at the time and I was in denial for a long time. Now he's 45 and we have almost nil contact, even though we know where he lives. We pray for him and love him. Richard LP

skinner_jennifer | August 17, 2011 - 12:58

Hello the unfolding head,

Its really good to know that you were moved by
this piece, because it means that you care.

I really want to thankyou for reading and leaving
such a kind comment.

Jenny.

skinner_jennifer | August 17, 2011 - 13:06

Hi Richard,

its through knowing that there are people out there
that have had this experience as you have, that
makes writing this poem so worth while.

Thankyou for telling me about your son, I'm sure
that he knows you love him, I think that you can
only keep doing what you are doing and pray for
him.

Thankyou again also reading and taking the time to let me know your feelings.

Jenny.