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BUNDLES

I drift to three decades ago
standing beside wife's birthing bed
when time and space appeared to slow
as wide eyes blinked from new son's head.

A wee bundle of what might be
held in this carpenter's tanned arm.
His trust directed straight at me.
Trust that I'd keep him from harm.

For thirty years I've done my best.
Raising a child is never done.
a new father now begins His quest,
this young man who is still my son.

Another bundle now is passed
to arms with hairs now mostly gray.
A grandchild for me to hold at last
brings sunshine on this winter day.

So now a different bundled stare.
Son of that bundle long ago.
I've so much I want to share
before it comes my time to go.

Nolan Waco Holliday born Jan. 2 , 2013

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I'd like this to be something special before I give it to his father and mother, so any suggestions welcome........stan
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Looking forward to your input. You can call me whatever you want lol. Feels strange to become an official member of the old fart's club.............stan

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Like most of my stuff, I wrote this first then titled it. I'll give the bundles thing some thought for a few days but if I eliminate any it will only be one. Appreciate your returning after giving it some thought..............stan

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Congratulations Stan, a very nice poem for a very nice occasion. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

Thank you..............new fathers hand out cigars. What do grandfathers hand out? Maybe cigar butts lol..........stan

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ah lovely poem for a lovely event congrats enjoy x

Thanks for such kind comment......................stan

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Lovely and evocative of a special time.

Jenifer

Thanks. It is taking some getting used to thinking of myself as a grandfather lol............stan

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My tears say it all, its not often a poem makes me cry
It's a beautiful poem you should frame and give to your
Son ..... My dad would say this is a bloody beauty

But I will say Bravo !!!! Grandpa :-)

With love and congrats xxx

("Always and Forever") - (Never lose a holy curiosity.-Albert Einstein)

Was not my intent to make you cry but at least they're not the wrong type tears. It will be interesting to see what Waco (which is also my middle name, a family name passed to me from My grandfather) winds up calling me and Susan. Thanks for dropping by..................stan

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Until you called yourself an old f..t. Ruined the beauty of the two generation birth for me.
French

Sorry about the old fart thing but they say to thine own self be true lol. Reckon I'm lucky it was in commentary and not poem else it would have really ruined it for you. It's always good to see a newer arrival drop by.............stan

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Of gray? Or grey?
Love the grey hairs on arms. The whole was just beautiful. The secret YOU can't be an old.....
Congratulations on babe

By your knowledgeableness

Now you've done it, her head's gonna swell now until she'll need new hats lmao...........stan

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Will she need new nose rings?i blew up the picture and those eyes disquiet me. I tried to see beyond them.seems lovely enough from comments but ...........???

After that description I do need a few pictures of someone who is so...... Interesting!

I like the real you xxxxx

I'm glad the use of tanned arms first then gray arms later was effective in displaying the passage of time. As to the grey/gray thing, both spellings are correct but gray is probably more prevalent here in US than in Europe..........stan

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I am sure you are enjoying your grandson. How true when you say raising a child is never done. My son will be ten in February. He has begun the process of becoming a young man, plus maturing from his battles with manic depression. I am fortunate I have two more who is still very young but the time goes so fast.

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

the time goes even faster with a grandchild as one isn't there each day to see the gradual growth .It's like a slide show as opposed to a movie lol. Thanks for visiting a poem which appeared from the depths via a minor edit.........stan

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