Father’s Day

It’s been so long
Since I’ve seen you,
And since he
Has seen me,
I completely forgot
The day of the week.

No cards with a joke,
No hugs for a bloke;
I lost contact with
Kindness, ever since a
Moment of madness when
My best friend would seek

Approval for Life’s tough
Terms and conditions
To be revoked, and
Succeeded, whether
He meant to
Or not.

The closest friend
For sons growing up,
A teacher, confidante,
Learner and leader
Standing up for you
When no one else would.

There at his first
Mistaken application
Of shaving foam,
And advice for a date
Which makes sons groan,
And I didn’t go on.

This was exchanged
For a place with no
Coastlines, no cosy fires,
But that which consumes
And turns truth into food
For clowns and for liars.

The high street in this
Sorry town is dead.
Days felt the same
For so long, a numbness,
A means of just getting by
Without really coping,

Because there are no
Hugs, from me or your
Diaspora of daughters and
Brothers, across from
One universe
And into another.

4 thoughts on “Father’s Day

  1. That’s so deep and meaningful poetry. So touched with your words. I am glad I came across your blog. Already followed you for such future posts from you. Beautifully penned Nick… Keep up the good work.

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    1. That’s very kind and thoughtful of you Nikhar, thank you for taking the time to comment. I wrote the poem quickly – stream of consciousness really – so I hoped it would be ok as it is 🙏🏻☺️

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