A Poem From My Heart

My sisters and brother.  (I'm a lot older now)

 A Poem From My Heart

Witty thoughts are wasted when I'm alone,
these days sisters and brothers far flung;
jobs, college, marriage.  I'm home alone

where middle school math provides scant revelry
and Mom has confiscated my cell phone,
says "You've been on too long"...

but I've no one to hang with.
Holidays I hear siblings retell stories
of escapades and experiences shared,

feel left out, long to have been a part.
Can't help feel sad, wish I had younger siblings.
I'm happiest when our whole family is together.

Often tear up, like I'm doing now;
think of how much I miss them. Being the youngest
often feels like being an only child.

My brother and sisters say they LONGED
for peace and quiet.  I long for their voices, their laughter,
just them.  Being a tribe, being... a family squished together.

Spencer Bednar, November 27, 2019

shared with the challenge from "Poets United - Midweek Motif - Longing"

My crazy, fun family - love when we are all together

Thanksgiving brought one sister home (two still live here but are gone a lot).  This Christmas most of us will be together - except my oldest brother and his wife.  They are in San Francisco - my brother is an actor in "Harry Potter and the Cursed Child".   He shows up on this video at #48...  I can't wait to go to SF and see him in this show!

My Nerd

My Nerd

A pocket-sized dragon sits on my finger,
lime green eyes blink, her nose flares electric blue,
and I rub her forehead; tame the untamed.

She purrs and toots (who knew girls farted!),
cries out with a sound reminiscent
of a whale's song.  It touches my heart.

I'm smitten.  I wear t-shirts to school
with dinosaurs, dragons, and mythical creatures;
ignore the chuckles of "popular" girls.

Am guilty of drawing said creatures
during class; look out the window, imagine wonders,
envision creatures yet to be discovered.

I might be laughable to those girls,
but Sparky, whom I've smuggled to class,
makes me happy.

So, I embrace my nerd, for that's my cool.

by Spencer Bednar, November 15, 2019

A poem for my Mother on her birthday.