Soothing Breath

March 23, 2010
By Sam Kenney BRONZE, Bangor, Maine
Sam Kenney BRONZE, Bangor, Maine
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I watch the gentle tide of conversation
sweep over the table every night
like a soothing breath.
I can only watch,
a distant observer.
While not necessarily participating
in the brunt of conversation,
I am able to grasp the mood.

I see the cover of a professional become elucidated
the most intimate secrets
and excessive rages
the guise that makes all people,
big and small,
cower in the face of what others think.

This is my safe place, my family,
where the feeling of others’ support
gives me power.

Power through protection
from those who are potentially hostile,
inflicting everlasting wounds
with words of everlasting potency.
And through the knowledge that I am
recognized and loved for being an individual.

I, the distant observer,
having grasped the mood,
have now been transformed,
from an unfeeling rock
into a man
who realizes the importance
of soothing breath
around the table every night.

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bren said...
on May. 5 2010 at 12:13 pm
This poem is both sad and happy.  Sad that a child feels wounded by the outside, but happy and thankful that he has a place to go for safety and support.Wonderful writing.

Mrs.Berry said...
on May. 4 2010 at 9:24 am
How empowering it is to know that one is loved! Such powerful insights and depth of perception revealed in your poem speak to the universal core of any reader's heart! Awesome talent--keep writing!

Literacydoc said...
on May. 3 2010 at 9:58 am
Amazing! Smart! And what a fabulous thing to know about your family and yourself! :-)

Radek said...
on Apr. 18 2010 at 6:13 am
Sam, wow!  This should make your parents very proud.  It really makes you stop and think about the importance of family and how it might feel for a teenager to be a part of it.  This relates to all of us.  Congratulations from all of us and keep the writing coming.

jcamp said...
on Apr. 15 2010 at 10:31 am
Sam your poem made me cry when your mom first sent it to me and did so again.  Unfortunately I thought that I had to darken in all five stars and so started with the first....and you know the rest.  It's definitely a five star poem!!

mitchs said...
on Apr. 14 2010 at 6:44 pm
Awesome job, Sam!

gmiddleton said...
on Apr. 14 2010 at 5:31 pm
I am overwhelmed by your talent!

melhuston said...
on Apr. 14 2010 at 8:49 am
Sam - okay you made me cry!!  Your hidden talents amaze me!   Consider me among those that "recognize and love" you for all that is Sam K.

auntlynne said...
on Apr. 13 2010 at 10:01 am
Great work, Sam!  I really like your rich images and strong message of family love and gifts given and received in our everyday conversations around the table.  Nice job - keep going!

Reader said...
on Apr. 12 2010 at 6:30 pm
I've "grasped the mood" of your poem and it's a good feeling.  Nice work.

codybear said...
on Apr. 12 2010 at 5:24 pm

What an excellent poem, Sam.

I hope it is the first of many to come

Cheryl P.

caneman said...
on Apr. 12 2010 at 5:10 pm
Nice job Sam

on Apr. 12 2010 at 1:37 pm
Ruth Schuiling, Cleveland, Tennessee
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Great poem Sam

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