Inheritance
Poetry on the Parent Child Relationship
This is for Vocal's Things I Can't Say Out Loud Challenge and Poppy's #13 prompt.
Some legacies are forged from absence.
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I never asked
You prove.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
My name was Hero,
But I bled for your name.
Your pride.
I cleaned up for you--
Your shame.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
I had your lightning--
Strength.
Eddified by trials.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
You never gave me the name--
Son.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
Now stories tell
of glory--
Not yours,
But mine.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
I killed the minotaur.
But not our silence.
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️⚡⛈️
Original poem by Michelle Liew. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (8)
This is written so well and so powerfully. Great work!
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Wow, this hits deep!! Sometimes the loudest stories are the silent ones, and you just turned silence into thunder. Respect dear!! 💖
If anyone reads this, please listen to Michelle’s performing her poem. It’s a fantastic experience.
I just listened to The Compass that Called My Name. Now you have created an experience with your poems that goes beyond your words. They feel alive. This was so beautifully done and read, Michelle! Again, the background music was perfect for it. Lovely, lovely.
Ohhh Michelle1 How beautiful. Not just the poem, I loved the video.This time you did a great job with it. The image, the text on screen, you reading it with the pauses and intonation in the right place where you meant it was so much better than when I just read it. And the soft background music was perfect. Beautifully done! :)
No one can have a relationship if they are silent. A great poem about the power of communication, Michelle!
Whoaaaa, those last two lines are hard hitting. Loved your poem!