This is something I wrote many years ago. I guess it was true then, but now its mostly a lie.
Hope to Die
Fingers crossed behind my back I swear this is the truth!
I sharpened my deceptive skills against a stone cold youth.
Trying merely to survive.
As young as four (but I’ll say five!)
If only they had heard my cries.
And so, I swear I had to lie.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
I love the thought of suicide.
by Dennis Tkon Copyright 2006
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Dennis:
I love this! It reminds me of Plath in its rhythm and rhyme - and Dean Young in its whimsy. I think what I am loving most about today's poems, yours as my favorite example, is that they are all "lies" which are so, so true.
oh so much emotion..and I read..now it's mostly true..and so hope it is..very nice..m
There's something about this that i find really intriguing, but I can't quite put my finger on it. I think, like Poet just said, the rhythm and rhyme are really working for me, they're infectious in my brain.
Thanks Poet, Madd & TS! As for the rhythm thing, I used to write songs back in my musical days, so I was always very conscious of rhythem, time and tempo. When I started writing poetry, my tempo thing followed me. Actually, I had to struggle to get away from it and always found free-form poetry very difficult to write. I love when poems make you want to march along! Thanks for visiting ladies!!!
Dennis
I'm so glad it's a lie now Dennis... thank you for sharing part of your past though.
yep, the beat is really good in this one, and it's whimsical, yet thought provoking too!
Wow, Dennis,
Such a sweet, young rebellious spin to this poem, the lines of prayer I remember saying every night as a child. I love the first two lines, the play of innocence & deception. Glad that loving the thought of suicide is a lie for you now! Great poem! --Robin
Yes, good beat, but I am glad it's mostly a like now.
Oooops, I meant "lie" not "like"
This is an interesting play with sound against the hard edge of the theme. Thanks for posting.
Thanks for commenting everyone! The suicide part is history for sure. The tough go of it at an early age still resonates for me though. Sam, as always, I’m honored.
Very touching image of the child. Relieved to hear that it's "a lie" now.
This is a very strong poem.
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