Sunday, March 22, 2009

take heart, troubled child

take heart, troubled child; let your father’s ghost sing you lullabies
you wallowed for too long in this crumbling madhouse;
go and heed his song, let your spirit rise—past these velvet drapes, these motes;
these echoes that bounce up and down these walls;
you are not the dining table, nor its maggots aching in endless fornication;
you are not the chandelier, the padded rooms, the straight jacket—
nor the warden’s truncheon; they all call out to you 'his royal highness';
to which you bow and you curtsy, leaving them all in darkness

the light falling out your doorstep smell of your mother’s cooking
that day you turned thirteen; hungrily you step out, past all the madness
into that sunlit street that call to you, from half-remembered dreams;
the sunlight kissing your back flutter gently like a thousand butterfly wings;
the grass remember you, from when you were but a child, dragonfly-chasing;
slowly you break into a run—past the rabbit, the magician and the clown—
how odd it seems, you tell yourself, that the circus came to town;
as you make a dash for the old storehouse, sleeping by your crown

take heart troubled child, hear your father’s ghost singing in moonlight ;
while in that faraway world where the sun licks, you turn the door handles til you hear them click
the air in the storehouse is hot and humid; memory in this place, it seems, is thick;
you rummage the boxes for grimy chocolates, taking false comfort in anything that’s sweet
beside you, you begin to notice, your father’s ghost, jumping like a kid—
he found his toy, happy and quick; you wonder where your 'happy' box might be
you wonder, 'could there be one for me?'--furious, you start with the mad hunt;
furious, you howl; by the pale light of the moon bathing your cell, you fill your lair with grunts.

7 comments:

Niel Camhalla said...

too clear to be troubled

gentle said...

uhm.. ano po ang clear? yung background? ahehehe.

Niel Camhalla said...

The images and the poem as a whole, are clear. I wonder how this would look fragmented.

gentle said...

hmm.. i think making this fragmented to suit the "troubled" title would be sortof confusing to read; as it is, we've two parallel worlds.. its hard enough to make em distinct so that when one flows to the direction of the other the reader doesnt go.. "huh?"... yep. but thats a challenge.. :)

the geek said...

i was thinking of saying "huh?" but what came out aloud was..."wow"...

gravity said...

nostalgic ito Ü

i am in awe. you never cease to surprise me/us with your literary skills. perfect choice of words. Ü

(thanks for inspiring meÜ)

gentle said...

@ the geek - wow, thanks! hehehe. and thanks for the visit. drop by more often ;)

@ gravity - i'm very much honored, thank you!!