PAD Challenge #21 For Poetic Asides
The prompt for today is to write a permission poem. You don’t need my (or anyone else’s) permission to write your poem today, but it should somehow involve the concept of giving, refusing, asking, etc. permission.
Who am I to give you permission
to do anything? Who are you
to do the same for me?
Are we no more than children,
in need of signed slip in order
to take some far-fetched field trip?
Long, long ago, you asked me
to say yes, you had the right
to choose to take your own life.
And fool that I am, I nodded.
You could destroy a life you
hadn’t begun to live yet. Made
you promise to let me know
when you felt that low, so I
could come, talk you out of it.
We even laughed that I had been
quick enough to trick you into
agreement. You said I saved
your life that day. They say
that when you save a life, even
if it’s filled with strife, you are
tied to it forever. Must always
own that deed, fulfill that need
till all of life is over. You still
breathe, and I believe our very
souls are tied together. A tangled
knot which refuses to unravel, we
travel down this far-fetched road,
that signed in need permission slip,
still always gripped between us.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/21/10