Nine beating hearts, 18 hands, 90 toes, hungry to be heard, held, tickled
All at once, in unison
Reaching, grabbing, hitting, kicking, pulling, pinching, screaming for affirmation
Intense, stiff competition to confirm love, life, longing
Rivalry rears its ugly head
Sibling love
Strong, with strings attached,
tied
Tightly with bruised bonds,
bombing
set on mass destruction
Brutalized, black and blue bandaids
Beaten, Bitter hurt
HURT, HURT, HURT, HURT, HURT, HURT, HURT HURT
Painful cries
of kinship
family
Brothers and Sisters
Sandbox play, building castles in backyard boxing ring
Punching bag
Break through, breaking arms
Belting blows
With wind
knocked out
Breath
Flattened
Fighter remains
with worn out love handles
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I bet I can write a better poem then you…:-)
It’s a bet. But it has to be on The topic sibling rivalry and you have to put it on your own blog since I don’t like to share, particularly with younger siblings. Also I get to improve on mine, since I did’t write it thinking it was a contest. Now we just have to find an objective judge. I got it ! How about Mom! She’s definitely impartial.
Terry
I just visited your blog for the first time…..interesting.
You sound pretty angry at your siblings. I hope you are not writing about me.
kate