unfrazzled

 

Grandma, screen-shot-2019-08-09-at-3.48.13-pm
who bore seven children,
rambunctious and noisy,
marveled
over my great aunt,
who raised six children,
so well-behaved
that following a meal
she would direct them
once
in a very soft voice…
they would immediately
clear the table
and
wash the dishes.

 


A quadrille  (poem of exactly 44 words) for dVerse Poets Pub with De.

inheritance

 

Mother died, age twenty-five

(of flu-asthma complication)

I, barely 16 months & weaned,

bereft.  of primal-love relation.

 

Passed fears of childhood years

(growing up with best-step brother)

when mom’s older sister said to me,

“you remind me of your mother.”

 

“Oh, tell me how, right now” I cried

breath-bated wait for answer

she smiled at me and said, ”I see

it’s plain-obvious in your manner,

 

Voice like hers & when you speak

your hands move just as hers had”

precious-treasure words I heard…

while mirror says I look like dad!

 

 

Kim is hosting inherited “body image” poetics prompt at dVerse Poets

logo-napowrimo

all is sacred