“Flash-Poem” (on the fly…)

Ok, in true (undead)fashion, I am going to create a (probably bad) “flash-poem” (if there is such a term – if not, you heard it coined hear first, folks) right now, on the fly.

Hear goes…

I look into my mind’s eye,
and see visions from my past.
They’re blurry here, clearer there,
but never meant to last.
My father died ten years ago,
his death a tragic scene;
I never realized until now,
Just what his loss would mean.
My son was barely four years old,
but his memories are clear.
Although he knows how great dad was,
I still wish dad was here.
I need him now, more than I knew,
I would when he was living.
I have regrets of things I did,
and now am past forgiving.
I realize now, how wise he was,
how much he cared for us;
and know the time I had with him,
was very much a plus.
In closing out this simple verse,
I would like to say:
“I love you, dad, and always will;
we’ll meet again someday.”

Wow! That came out of nowhere and was somewhat of a surprise. It is all true, but I had no idea I would write about my dad.

Oh well, it is written and will now be posted.

Rhyme on!

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About Tim Keeton

Flashfiction published by Seedpod Pub. Poetry appears in Read Write Poem 2010 Anthology. Founder & creator of the Undead Poets Society
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