Judith Stark Poetry Contest Winner!

I want to thank the Judges of the Judith Stark Writing Contest @CCP for honoring me for this poem, it came in 4th place and was granted an honorable mention in the contest. This poem is dedicated to my son Ronald Jordan, who left this earth on Nov. 10th 1989, due to the horrible disease Lymphoma.

Third Child

Your morning revealed

A dagger to the normalcy

Of our day.

You didn't like

Tomatoes, the clown  

Had French fries, and you said

“No ketchup”, and you said

“No bun” for your burger.

“A toy in the box mommy?”

I see on your face that

You remember this place

As

The man in the

White coat examines the lumps

That have humps, lymphoma

Should have no home here.

You notice that my

Smile has been

Kidnapped, but you

Kept it as

Your own, you were

Stronger than me.

You cannot see the scream

That is constantly forming in my

Isolation, because only

The innocent are

Deceived, but