Seth's Poem 2012

The Maker: Where I’m From

This poem made my eyes fill with tears when the Maker read it to me. Maybe because he’s the youngest, maybe because there were so many unexpected insights offered, line after line. I can’t decide whether it’s very twelve (years old) and boy (so much food!), or entirely, surprisingly, out of the boundaries of that sort of reckoning.

Whatever it is, I find it rare and beautiful…

Recaptured below with original spelling intact:

Where I’m From

I am from rich coffie, from

busted paintballs to sizzling

bacon. I am from calm scent to

blasted remixes. I am from the

faint russtle of leaves to the loud

obnoxious alarm of five o-clock.

I am from my bright red

guitar, from soft flannel P.J.’s.

I’m from juicy grapefruit to

crispy bacon, from dry lips in

the morning. I’m from crunchy,

sweet, and yummy. Dark to light,

bland to rich. I’m from down

at the rock, from heartless school

desks, to campfire chats.

I am me.

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10 Responses to The Maker: Where I’m From

  1. Dave August 21, 2012 at 11:29 am #

    Love it!

  2. Lisa Creech Bledsoe August 21, 2012 at 1:54 pm #

    Thanks, D. The Maker is still doing his making thing. My fave phrase: “heartless school desks.” Boy, do I ever remember those.

    Hey, if you and J. ever need to borrow a kid for a day, you know who to call. They’ll need to be educated about motorcycles 🙂

  3. lil sis August 21, 2012 at 2:32 pm #

    My nephew is so smart and talented! Just like his auntie in California! LOL! LOVE the poem!

  4. Margaret Reyes Dempsey August 22, 2012 at 8:06 am #

    O. M. G!!!

    That kid is brilliant. You have no idea just how much I love this. You need to submit it somewhere.

  5. Lisa Creech Bledsoe August 22, 2012 at 9:07 am #

    Ahhh, thanks, y’all, for indulging my pride.

    Honestly, this seems to be his “thing,” because he’s forever writing poems and stories, or drawing comics, portraits, and cartoons. For a while I thought he’d enjoy a blog (and I started one for him) but posting is apparently work he’s not interested in.

    So my intention has been to set aside a few items here and there for an album. What I actually have is a chaotic pile of papers stuffed in a bookshelf. I *think* I know where it is. Maybe it will survive?

    Margaret, how do you keep track of, store, or mark the interesting and unusual things your tween creates/accomplishes? Please send advice. Oh, and submissions? I wouldn’t know where to begin there, either… Am I hopeless?

    • Margaret Reyes Dempsey August 22, 2012 at 5:06 pm #

      At the end of each school year, we look through all his projects and decide which ones we’re going to keep and then put them in a bin. Very creative, huh?

      As far as submissions, try Poet’s Market:

      He could also look into the submission guidelines for greeting card companies.

  6. Todd August 22, 2012 at 9:08 am #

    Amazing insight and you can’t go wrong with bacon.

    • Lisa Creech Bledsoe August 22, 2012 at 9:26 am #

      SO glad I didn’t follow through with my idea of raising all my kids vegetarian, hah! 🙂

  7. Debbianne August 31, 2012 at 4:31 am #

    Wow, writing talent clearly runs in your family! Thanks for that bit of awesomeness. I just happened upon your site looking for “Let’s Make a Deal” stuff and found an unexpected treasure.

    (mmmm…. bacon.)

    • Lisa Creech Bledsoe August 31, 2012 at 9:14 am #

      Debianne!! Hi! I just spent the last 20 minutes happily browsing your website, which was entirely pleasurable and relaxing. Your floating header made me grin.

      Thanks for stopping by, and extra chocolate special thanks (with astral hugs) for saying nice things about me and my kid-a-saurus. 🙂

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