Torment and Choices
A different Father's Day Poem91 total reviews
Comment from JanetRussek
I found this piece heartfelt and very emotional. Addiction is so powerful and It's so unfair and sad that it devastates so many lives. Painful and heartbreaking for both the addict and their loved ones. Well written.
Warm Regards,
Janet
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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I found this piece heartfelt and very emotional. Addiction is so powerful and It's so unfair and sad that it devastates so many lives. Painful and heartbreaking for both the addict and their loved ones. Well written.
Warm Regards,
Janet
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you so much, Janet for your honest and heart felt review! At least my father wasn't a violent drunk. He just used it to distance himself from the world. Thanks again,
Rhonda
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You are so very welcome
Comment from Alaskastory
"Torment and Choices" brings back sad memories. At this time, and likely all through history, lives wasted with such wrong choices made. When looking back, we wonder why youths fall to life-destroying temptations. Your piece clearly states it all. Well done!
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"Torment and Choices" brings back sad memories. At this time, and likely all through history, lives wasted with such wrong choices made. When looking back, we wonder why youths fall to life-destroying temptations. Your piece clearly states it all. Well done!
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you for your thoughts and review! You have done a wonderful job of reviewing this emotional poem. Take care,
Rhonda
Comment from Sis Cat
An eloquent poem and tribute that reminded me of my father, only his addiction was fame, leading to the same disaster for wife and family. He was a sculptor, so this line resonated with me, "A brilliant mind, an artist's heart, poor choices made, life torn apart." I also experience "What might have beens" when thinking about my father. I try to focus on the now and will be. Thank you for sharing your tribute to a troubled father.
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An eloquent poem and tribute that reminded me of my father, only his addiction was fame, leading to the same disaster for wife and family. He was a sculptor, so this line resonated with me, "A brilliant mind, an artist's heart, poor choices made, life torn apart." I also experience "What might have beens" when thinking about my father. I try to focus on the now and will be. Thank you for sharing your tribute to a troubled father.
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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And I appreciate your heart felt review. My father's addiction of choice was alcohol, and I started to make the poem about that, but the addiction was more than that. It was what he used to emotionally distance himself, and that applies to many addictions. I'm glad you were able to relate to it, and to share your own disappointments. Thanks,
Rhonda
Comment from royowen
This is good Rhonda, you've managed to craft this one beautifully, without help, I'm always here, but this is a good one. It's very sad, did your dad disappoint you? Or did he still show his love, I've just left my precious elder child in Darwin in the tropical North of Aussie, with her hubby and grandsons. They're traveling around Aussie, be home for Christmas. In aabb rhyming,even meter, well done, Blessings, Roy.
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This is good Rhonda, you've managed to craft this one beautifully, without help, I'm always here, but this is a good one. It's very sad, did your dad disappoint you? Or did he still show his love, I've just left my precious elder child in Darwin in the tropical North of Aussie, with her hubby and grandsons. They're traveling around Aussie, be home for Christmas. In aabb rhyming,even meter, well done, Blessings, Roy.
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you so much for your brilliant and sincere review. Yes, he showed his love, and I don't judge him for his flaws. He wrote about it often in his poetry. His problem was that he cared too much. Everything hurt him, even the little things, and so he drank and caused worse problems. In the end, it took his life. He's my inspiration to write, and I have to believe that somewhere he has found peace, and that he is watching over my writing. Thanks again,
Rhonda
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That's good Rhonda,, well done, Roy.
Comment from poetadeu
You have described alcohol addition as though
you know what it does to so many. The life it
destroys isn't merely his/her own. Also, those
who are in his life suffer as you have well
written. The rhyme and meter are perfect. wish
you well!
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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You have described alcohol addition as though
you know what it does to so many. The life it
destroys isn't merely his/her own. Also, those
who are in his life suffer as you have well
written. The rhyme and meter are perfect. wish
you well!
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Unfortunately, I do know. It took my father as it does so many across the world. In all its ugly faces, drug and alcohol abuse is a driving wedge between people. Thank you for your review,
Rhonda
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It was my pleasure and best wishes to
you...LOL::}} Joyce
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It was my pleasure and best wishes to
you...LOL::}} Joyce
Comment from MelB
So true, addiction steals so many things from a person's life.
Addictions steal both heart and life,
health, happiness, child and wife. - nothing seemed to get his attention
So sad, the things he could have done, as it sounds as if he was very talented.
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So true, addiction steals so many things from a person's life.
Addictions steal both heart and life,
health, happiness, child and wife. - nothing seemed to get his attention
So sad, the things he could have done, as it sounds as if he was very talented.
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you, Mel for the sweet and insightful review. Addiction is the great evil of our generation. Take care,
Rhonda
Comment from Tessa Kay
Parents influence you for the rest of your life. An addictive parent inspired this sad poem. You peaked my interest in the first line by adding the word 'almost'.
The desire of the child to get closer to its father and its sadness fopr not being able to comes through clearly. Well done. :)
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Parents influence you for the rest of your life. An addictive parent inspired this sad poem. You peaked my interest in the first line by adding the word 'almost'.
The desire of the child to get closer to its father and its sadness fopr not being able to comes through clearly. Well done. :)
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Almost is the key word, thanks for noticing, Tessa. You try to get close, but they push you away with their destructive behavior. Take care,
Rhonda
Comment from ellie6
A sad poem about what might have been. Addiction is a curse, It wrecks homes and tears families apart. Many a brilliant mind is flawed by addiction, leaving a lasting legacy to those in its wake.
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A sad poem about what might have been. Addiction is a curse, It wrecks homes and tears families apart. Many a brilliant mind is flawed by addiction, leaving a lasting legacy to those in its wake.
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Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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He was a brilliant poet, but just couldn't break through addiction to make it work. He wrote a letter to me before he died asking me to carry the torch and do what he wasn't able to. I was pretty young with small children and dismissed as my father being gloomy. A few years ago, I found the letter, and decided to do what he asked. Thanks for reading and reviewing,
Rhonda
Comment from Benjamin Valencia
Hi Davisr. After reading your poem a couple of times over, I didn't quite get the addiction part. You almost met him; your father; an artists heart. How? I guess, I was expecting more in terms of more description.
What I liked most about your poem was that is seems as if you give the reader the power to choose any addiction since any leads to, 'tempest blown' 'poor choices made' and yes, a life torn. Take care and this was an interesting write. Cheers.
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Hi Davisr. After reading your poem a couple of times over, I didn't quite get the addiction part. You almost met him; your father; an artists heart. How? I guess, I was expecting more in terms of more description.
What I liked most about your poem was that is seems as if you give the reader the power to choose any addiction since any leads to, 'tempest blown' 'poor choices made' and yes, a life torn. Take care and this was an interesting write. Cheers.
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Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you, Benjamin, for your review. If you had lived with a parent who was an alcoholic, you would have understood the key word, almost. I am ordinarily a prose writer, and description is part of what I spend countless words going over. Poetry is for the hidden meaning, and for deeper understanding. My father was a poet and an alcoholic. He caused pain to himself and to the people he loved. He died with my sister and I by his side. He was in the hospital and safe from many harms that could have befallen him considering his life style. Never-the-less, he died from alcoholism after a binge. I love him and I honor his memory, but I still hurt. Does that answer your questions? If not, I could go on for countless, heart wrenching hours. Thanks again for trying to understand. I hope you have never been affected by the long tendrils of addiction.
Rhonda
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Hi Rhonda. Sorry for my late reply and thank you for your descriptive counter reply and for your encouraging hopes. The only addiction I have now is thankfully is writing and reviewing on Fanstory.
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Ah, an addiction I share as well!
Comment from Mike Stevens
Another fine poem, Rhonda, and so sad. What demons can do to someone, whether alcohol, drugs, or what have you. I'm sorry that this touched your life.
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Another fine poem, Rhonda, and so sad. What demons can do to someone, whether alcohol, drugs, or what have you. I'm sorry that this touched your life.
Comment Written 29-Aug-2015
reply by the author on 29-Aug-2015
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Thank you so much for the 6 stars, my friend! And here I didn't believe you. Yes, addiction can be an ugly monster. My father was my greatest supporter, but he lived in hell, and I didn't see him but now and then because of it. I have to believe he's in a better place, you know what I mean? Thanks again,
Rhonda
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Okay, okay, you caught me in a lie!
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You're very welcome, even though you basically called me a no-account lying sack, well, words to that effect, anyhow. Yeah, I've seen it time after time, someone not living up to their potential, or well.