Mediation

“Just like your father!”
Words that chill me
to my core, bile
and self-loathing
follow

I abhor ego –
its need
its pandering
its petulance

Would skin
and exile
the beast
but, alas

Self absent
interface
cannot deal with
what remains

So I wrestle
with the father bits
and bolster the tried –
ego negotiation

(Image my own)

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

35 thoughts on “Mediation”

  1. What have I learned from my very flawed father as your poem expresses exactly fits the intention of my most recent blog. I hope you read it in “Snippets of a Traveling Mind.”

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  2. It is often used as an accusation, “just like your father/mother” and then with self loathing you realise you are what you didn’t want to be. Painful it is but you put it across so effectively. Wonderful art, VJ.

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  3. That wrestling can be never ending and those cutting words can hang in the air for years. Wondering if mediation will ever lead to settlement. Your poem grabs at the heart of it all. Thank you.

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  4. I love the image VJ. I am also sad to know that this phrase is often used to hurt a child, in a negative context. Oh, of only all children could have a caring and loving father where “just like your father” would be a warm heartfelt compliment 😢

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