4:49pm

4:49pm

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

4:49 am, one of those random times where you don’t
know if you are awake or not, but you are alive as you
cradle the smallest of the small to relieve her of her
gas issues, and you have to wonder, maybe or maybe
not, if the universe was plotting you on this course of
action, this trajectory that mimics some kind of weird
piece-wise function that appears nonsensical without
a polar graph, but it all comes together in a flourish of
Pynchonesque prose, the kind where crying has nothing
to do with auction houses and auctioneers but with the
fact that the universe cast a lucky lot for once, the kind
where the constant is actually the square of lucky, and
as the little billy goat tries to soothe herself into nodness
with the help of tummy time, and as mommy snoozes
away in the next room, you realize that this where you
were meant to be, a point in a long but finite function
called your lifeline or your timespan but it is so good
that you want to stay there forever, time has stopped
but you fall asleep not long after that and you wake
knowing that time’s flown by at the speed of time,

and now it’s 4:49pm, she’s asleep again because
mom is awake and snuggling her close, another
moment perfectly captured family photograph
style, immortalized forever while everything
else changes yet the memory remains, the
memory will always remain in the granite
mindsets, always imperative and joyous

and the muted trumpet under white
plastic casing needs to be tended to

time to play the father role again

© 2012 Kenneth The Poet


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Sweetly expressed emotion. I have always been the maternal sort. There is just something about the innocence of a child which grasps my heart. Lovely poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


oh, and someday when your bundle has a bundle of her own, you can share these poems, and maybe she will have poems of her own

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like the metaphors and your construction here. Awesome work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Sweet!

Posted 13 Years Ago


As always, whenever I grab the time to return here, your work never fails to impress! :)
Such mind blowing metaphor...awesome, always a pleasure to read my friend xoxo

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Kenneth The Poet
Kenneth The Poet

Bismarck, ND



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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..