I realize this isn't part of what you would expect to find here on  fidelisblog.com network, but it happened and there were pictures taken. My brother, Mark, is a collegiate preparatory (high-school) teacher. Also, He is taking a grad-school class for creative writing. Something which he excels at and which, if you've followed this blog at all, you've seen that i could benefit from. See? See how I used a preposition at the end of that sentence and it wasn't even creatively purposed?! 
MarkReadsPoetry002 2.jpgPart of one of the projects was to create a portfolio of poems for this class and to boldly read them in front of no less than ten people and to get a picture of it. My brother upped the ante and read in front of twenty plus sarcastic unimpressed jaded high-schoolers and got me to take the pics. Props to him. He owned that audience though. Had them nodding pensively and clapping at the end. He graciously agreed to let me publish his poem on the blog along with the snap shot i took. Enjoy.


Oaths & Lamentations
By M.Douglass


Despite the noise of this house today,
I fear most the silence of tomorrow.
When you, son who does not shut his mouth
Or edit his thoughts - you Sport,
Who holds forth on the slimiest lizards, the best super powers, the most vicious
Carnivores and sings the high praise of ice-cream --
When you are not so little.
I fear then you will suddenly shovel into self consciousness and discover
That most wicked word
That phantom treasure tethered only to this mad world,
That devilish deception called cool.
This moment then will splinter my timbers
For cool will shut your mouth and make you pause.
On that day you must be prepared my boy,
For I will lay hold of every word you let escape your lips
And scale them like Everest until I again reach your soul.
You will stand with mouth agape,
Staggered by your strange father
As you would today marvel at a snake shedding its skin.




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Mark Reads Poetry

| Our Family

October 20, 2010

I realize this isn't part of what you would expect to find here on  fidelisblog.com network, but it happened and there were pictures taken. My brother, Mark, is a collegiate preparatory (high-school) teacher. Also, He is taking a grad-school class for creative writing. Something which he excels at and which, if you've followed this blog at all, you've seen that i could benefit from. See? See how I used a preposition at the end of that sentence and it wasn't even creatively purposed?! 
MarkReadsPoetry002 2.jpgPart of one of the projects was to create a portfolio of poems for this class and to boldly read them in front of no less than ten people and to get a picture of it. My brother upped the ante and read in front of twenty plus sarcastic unimpressed jaded high-schoolers and got me to take the pics. Props to him. He owned that audience though. Had them nodding pensively and clapping at the end. He graciously agreed to let me publish his poem on the blog along with the snap shot i took. Enjoy.


Oaths & Lamentations
By M.Douglass


Despite the noise of this house today,
I fear most the silence of tomorrow.
When you, son who does not shut his mouth
Or edit his thoughts - you Sport,
Who holds forth on the slimiest lizards, the best super powers, the most vicious
Carnivores and sings the high praise of ice-cream --
When you are not so little.
I fear then you will suddenly shovel into self consciousness and discover
That most wicked word
That phantom treasure tethered only to this mad world,
That devilish deception called cool.
This moment then will splinter my timbers
For cool will shut your mouth and make you pause.
On that day you must be prepared my boy,
For I will lay hold of every word you let escape your lips
And scale them like Everest until I again reach your soul.
You will stand with mouth agape,
Staggered by your strange father
As you would today marvel at a snake shedding its skin.





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