Tag Archives: Family

Draft About Three

I’ve loved my brothers over 60 years.We get along, and one I often see.The other (middle) left us for the spheresex-patriot and, now retired, helives half a thousand miles from home base,where even yet our mother carries on.We text or … Continue reading

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Impatient Patient Log

Impatient even now, past 95,she seeks a speedy fix for any ill.She’s been this way as long as I’m alive –task-oriented with a stubborn will.Each fall she takes she’ll bruise and bleed, but stillshe lives and mends in months, to … Continue reading

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Saturday Sweet

Last Saturday was relatively nice.She didn’t criticize or “should,” the wayshe has for ages. I heard no advicelast Saturday. And that was why my heart began to swayto softness. My defenses then were iceexposed to summer sunlight’s noon display. The … Continue reading

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Child

Our roles reversed when I was 5 years old(she didn’t notice and she won’t agree).Determining that I’d be self-controlledwas my reply to the barbarityof mother, nurses, powers over me,that overruled what should have been a hug.She’s nearly 98 but seems … Continue reading

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Diminution Notice

Alive now 16 years in widowhood,and doing better than we thought she would(with sedentary habits, smoking, stress,we’ve been astounded at her heartiness,and some opine she’s too mean for the dark –she’ll send the Reaper packing, with a bark),I see her … Continue reading

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Restraining

You must’ve done it – blown up a balloon,and as you let the air whoosh out again,you stretch to squeeze the opening, and soona shrieking scream escapes – an awful din.Some laugh and others wincing then beginto block their ears. … Continue reading

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Sick Day

I didn’t have a rigid plan today –some morning exercise, depart by 3,and spend a little time at books and playwith almost-6 and -2 for company.Then came the call the older’s sick. He’ll stayat home so I’ll come early, act … Continue reading

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Armchair Psychology

Confronted with enigma of the sorta person evidences acting weird,I’m likely to create my own report:a fiction that implies how things appeared.What motivation or pathologypropels a character to acts deserved?Which facets of the personalitywould naturally produce the scenes observed? If … Continue reading

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Danger Home

Her folks divorced when she was 6 years old.Her father grew disordered in his mind.She sensed the edginess, but never toldher mother how the evenings misaligned.Two score of years were fated to unfoldbefore she trod that neighborhood, to finda memory … Continue reading

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Rarity

I sometimes wonder how it would have beenif I had had a mother like I am,if needs had been expressed and met, begin-ning early, never hearing “Can it! Scram.”And now I watch my adult son, and knowhis father was a … Continue reading

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