|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Tucker's Son.
Contributed by
Thivanka
on
Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 06:43:14 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
|
Tucker’s Son.
Tucker’s son is of irreverence,
Hostile to contrary souls,
None the wit to pay respect
To natives, young or old.
Morning till night,
Sitting by the decrepit woodhouse
Of tucker trades,
Glaring on at the scattering of the field mice,
He is alone as is father in his
Deathbed.
Throwing stones into the calm river shade,
Disturbing the peace of
Sentient beings,
Wishing to disperse the plate of woe
Served,
To the emptiness within his
Soul.
Tucker’s son is of irreverence,
Hostile to contrary souls,
None the wit to pay respect
To natives, young or old.
Copyright ©
Thivanka
... [
2004-05-22 06:43:14]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Tucker's Son.
(User Rating: 1 )
by Katie2008 on
Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 07:29:36 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
This was a very well written poem, I enjoyed it a lot. Thanks for sharing.
Katie |
|
|
Re: Tucker's Son.
(User Rating: 1 )
by bernard on
Saturday, 22nd May 2004 @ 07:34:10 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Excellent write one has the impression that Tucker's son is mourning in his own way. He has not accepted the death of his father and ignores the world in his grieving. Which after all is a very private thing for each individual.
highest score possible.
bernard. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
