Embracing the Chaos

embracing the chaos


I stick my head inside my son’s room.

Has a bomb gone off?

Hot Wheels,

scraps of paper,

shoes, trading cards.

Action figures stare up at me.

Has he even been working on this?


Above the clutter,

He’s on the bed,

reading comics.


“Dude, get to work!  Done in twenty minutes or no swimming!”


Eight years earlier this boy on the bed is

strapped to my stomach, wide eyed, taking in the chaos,

wonder of a third-world airport.

Ukrainian guards in high hats – “He needs his visa.”

Questions at the gate – “I thought we had everything.”

Confusion – “He says we don’t.”

Nervous glances between his mother and I.


From the hallway I step into his mess.

“Come on.  I’ll give you a hand.”

He smiles,

hops off the bed,

gathers up an armful of super heroes

and drops them into the toy box.

2 thoughts on “Embracing the Chaos

  1. Angie

    Matt, this is such a great love poem for your son! I like the way you rooted the present mess with yesterday’s confusion. You are a super hero dad❤️
    Where’s your “follow” button? Not to be confused with your button collection. I want to be updated on all your posts.

    1. msears Post author

      Thanks, Angie. Yeah, I noticed reading this this time (the poem’s a few years old) that I did sort of portray myself as the superhero. That wasn’t my intention; Will was just really into superheroes at the time.

      There’s a subscription button at the bottom of the page. Maybe I’ll move it to the top. Here’s the link: http://therealmattshow.com/feed/


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