hey hey my boy on boxing day
(I speak for you with this,
right here there is still time
for last sec Xmas gifts)
(unlikely that I will see same)
(unless through eos.io)
here
another year alone
not you he hopes
but we who here atone
seen a lot of shooting stars
that make me think of thee
Make an ass of you and me
supposing you in
sweet, sweet family,
and nameless,
blameless,
shameless love
smothering I'm sure
after all today
all too typical topic
one who knows scarce of his father
and I now also common fodder
a father with no child
the gulf that separates us,
much wider than the globe
the moment of separation
just hours after conception
to have known you once,
perhaps
is worse, sometimes I feel
than never having been,
perhaps
that funny little family
in the house upon the hill.
perhaps, if daddy had been able
perhaps we'd be there still
but what say I so stupidly?
you'd be long flown the nest
even if it hadn't been
what your daddy does the best
after all isn't it now
time for a rest
I trust
you have my genes but not my memes
and you be better off for it
you didn't grow up making for
the same old arrow's thrust.
you have your life and I have mine,
and as every year flows by
it is harder than it was before
even to say hello
tears swell and up and well overflow
join those years in passing
water under several bridges
threatening with flooding
how much love I have for you?
who knows how to sum it really?
Only they faced with fate
ethereal and tricky
could start off out the gate
but the wild brumby's long since bolted
years pass
echoes last
reverberating nightly
thundering hooves
now distant and dreamlike
as if the net itself
was still in 1990
I had only pics
pinched from your facebook
the only way I had the chance
to even find out how you look.
you looked like me, or what I did, even down to the haircut
seems wrong to me
but so does most
fashion sense withholding
haha, greetings from the lonely paper tower
time and place
of the lonely vapour vigil
life is one
learning experience
leaving one well lectured,
life
is it free?
seems unlike that from here
lessons come and lessons go
not much seeps through to me
I know that you can only think
you mean naught all to me
after all I waste not words
but that's
just because they don't behave
they won't arrange themselves to mean
the things I need to say
maybe I don't know myself
what that is for today
fossilised scar tissue
but a reminder of my existence
for you this year I sincerely hope
you got the best of me.
my boy you mean the world to me,
much more than any other
seems an ironic thing to say
but it seems as real as bitcoin love
real as real today
an open letter to my son
my heart is with you lad
if you are safe and happy
then
I am very glad
Thanks for reading, if indeed anybody got this far
If anyone would like to see an extensive, although unfortunately by no means complete, collection of SpaiNgaroo artworks, they can visit my main domain
There is some work for sale at Saatchi online gallery
and a Redbubble print on demand shop
and a fabric and wallpaper shop on Spoonflower too although many of the designs are still not available for sale.
sorry
Blame it on the sunshine,
blame it on the moonlight,
blame it on the good times,
now blame it on the steemit.
video bicho hmmm... sometimes
don't really use twitter, but robots do
the facialbook, if you must
Well, as usual thank you for coming by anyone who is reading these words, and don't be afraid to show your appreciation, or criticise the hell out of me.
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whatever you think is a fair thing.
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maybe this is common place,
tomorrow.
remember where you saw it first.
The blockchain doesn't lie
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