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Sorrow or Surprise DayToday was sorrow or surprise day for Jakey.
That was what the horoscope said it might be.
Poor Jakey, he didn't know what to do.
How do you conjure up a surprise?
Or how does one avoid his sorrow?
His hands were of no use to him,
neither was his mind.
His destiny was in the stars.
The decision was not his to make,
it would be come what may.
If only he could get up, stand,
and then run away from it all.
But that would not be happening for a bit.
His mother, mother nature, would see to that.
Jakey is a six months old little boy.
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Jakey here is only six months old. But this happens to many. The babies in the process of growing of course. For some children it is temporary. Others, in various stages of life, from birth through death, suffer defects or trauma. That might come from birth, accident, abuse, war, disease and sickness, stroke, aging, or other.
I could not write about the latter, just think about them. I could not emphasize enough to write. At least not now. So I chose Jakey. For him there is exuberant hope and expectation.
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- For "Tuesday Two-Shoes" the October 22nd writing prompt words
Labels: Free Verse Form, Humor(?), Open-Link-Mondays, Poem, Real Toads, Two-Shoes-Tuesday
posted by Jim @ 10/21/2013 12:03:00 AM
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18 Comments:
I'm not quite sure what malady has befallen Jakey, but your poem also speaks feelingly of predestination. My hope would be for good fortune.
I did not want him to have a malady so I changed the wording a bit.
Also, personally, I do not believe in horoscopes. My poet writer evidently does or his muse prompted him to write that way.
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Jakey is quite adorable ... in spite of his perceived limitations!!!
I think the surprise occurs when we finally understand that sorrow is part of the deal. We all experience it, yet sorrow itself does not limit us from experiencing joy and all the other emotions... no matter what our limbs can and cannot do... but at six months Jakey has time to discover the surprise and grow into it.
This brought to mind the utter helplessness of a baby, and reminded me of nightmares wherein I can't move or speak.
I have a nephew named Jake. He's 40 now, but his baby picture is on the shelf above my desk...he's probably about 6 months old, and looks like a young sumo wrestler, so perhaps he wasn't helpless at all.
K
Jim, I read the notes below and can sympathize with wanting to write about those who are not born healthy or born (as was I) into abusive families.
But Jakey is a little bundle of HOOT! Can't wait to see where life takes him. I liked how you quoted his horoscope, as though he could understand or do anything about it! This was a sweet story. Thanks, Amy
Thank goodness horoscopes can be folded up and thrown away (I don't believe in them either) but life does loom large, and a parents or grandparents hearts do worry...
May god be with him.
Let's hope he will always have someone to love and talk to him
There is hope in babies, and babies bring us hope, as well. God knows all.
its the way of life.. someone accepts, the others expects.. What survives is the hope we keep.. That drives us forward to the success.. Good day to u!
Everyone's tomorrows hold both sorrows and surprises, hope comes in knowing that we can find a way with God's help to live with what blessings and struggles we are given. We may or may not have a choice in such things, but I do know that a child only grows up to believe themselves to be as limited as what other people convince them. I have seen some wonderful examples of what self-confidence and courage can do to overcome obstacles! This was a tender and thoughtful poem, Jim. I liked it very much. Thank you for joining in at Two Shoes Tuesday! :-)
Interesting and thought-provoking.
There is great courage in knowing we all face both surprise and sorrow, and are given the grace and all that we need to go through both. I thoroughly enjoyed this, Jim. Glad you connected to Two Shoes Tuesday!
No one knows what a day holds for us, isn't it Sir Jim? ;o)
We never know what life will bring...some sadness, some joy and for far too many horror, but may there also be hope
Poor Jakey. That's sad, I guess we are kind of like trees sometimes, we grow scars and defects by the way that we treat our bodies. If we treat them well then we grow healthy and strong, but when we treat them bad, we grow weak and wither. Great story!
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Hi Dr and Mrs Jim :) Shall we concentrate on the positive - exuberant hope and expectation ?
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