Sunday, September 2, 2007

Unintentional Voyeur





Voyeuristic in nature,

I watched you today.

Soothed by your obliviousness

to my existence instead of dismayed.

The robe of daddy your wore

with attention and extreme care,

Pessimistically speaking,

the proper wear of this garment is really rare.

Not merely a father, the bearer of a seed,

But instead the precious term, "Daddy"

satisfying every need.

"Becoming", I mused,

as I watched you with each child.

Second nature to a real man,

begrudged by the buck wild.

My temperature raised; nipples hardened, excitement brewed,

as I was the recipient of an unintended view into you.

An aphrodisiac of sorts;

analogous to Oedipus with the sexes changed.

Rooted in my desertion in my own father's name.

Like a fly on the wall

I inhaled and I absorbed.

relishing in the fact of

a black father on call.

I smiled as I fought the urge to speak and I restrained myself at bay

Voyeuristic in nature,

I watched you today.






Saturday, September 1, 2007

Morning Shower


It’s time for my morning shower
A hygienic brainwashing
Cleansing the dirt build-up in my mind
Purging stress, strain
and the residue
that negativity left behind

It’s time to let the rich lather
of love, hope and rebirth
Rinse away
Anger, depression
And questions of self worth.

It’s time to scrub away discolored thoughts
The grime of worries
The soot of troubles
The mud of confusion
The sludge of pain
Time to remove the impurities of my brain
While soaking in the bubbles of new beginnings
And washing everything else down the drain

It’s time for my morning shower
And time to get dressed for my life
© A Deeva 11/9/05