The introverted sister had arrived at the hospital
with her rambunctious brood in tow
Just in time to say goodbye
Her sister lay there in the bed
Her skin had turned an ashen colour
A corpulent body overflowing in the sheets
It had been a month since she had seen her
Long ago she had been a magnificent movie star
Supercilious and wrinkle-free
She had starred in fascinating torrid love scenes
Overbearing as she was she did leave
an impression on the introverted sister
(she had no scruples and lived through a filter)
The introverted sister was there to pick up
The memorabilia of her sister's life
A box overflowing with souvenirs, yarn, feathers
and turtle statuettes
Reporters were outside the door
To glean anything they could
So sad her life had to end this way
Out in the street the race wars had just begun
and they were taking people to jail
The two sisters looked at each other
deciding to eat some kumquats
To pass the final moments away
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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A wonderfully written poem! Great post!
ReplyDelete-Weasel
Weasel that is so nice of you!
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Pamela
Sisters are treasures, especially when they do what you least expect them to. Loved the 'story', and the twist on the end.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Elizabeth sisters are a treasure but this is not really about mine.
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Pamela
Pamela, this is a very sad poem. You said to Elizabeth that this is not your sister. It is about someone's sister, and whoever's sister, I feel the sadness.
ReplyDeleteMary yes it could be someone's sister somewhere
ReplyDeletebut it is totally my imagination really!I am glad you could feel the sadness in it but there are treasures to be remembered after death I think. If that makes sense.
Pamela
"but there are treasures to be remembered after death I think." That is so resonant for me, particularly, as I lost a very dear friend last week. I did put many remembered treasures into my poem for the wake. Thankyou for your post.
ReplyDeleteSad but so powerful. Excellently composed.
ReplyDeleteViv I am so sorry for your loss.It is so hard to lose a loved one.I am glad you understood what I meant I believe it to be so true. It can be something a simple as a smile a laugh or just the twinkle in their eye.Treasures!
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Anthony
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Pamela
I love that although sad you still show the times and how life still continues everywhere else. The ending
ReplyDelete"The two sisters looked at each other
deciding to eat some kumquats
To pass the final moments away "
just goes to show the simplicity of life even when its complicated. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Robert and yes it is the simple things that are priceless.
ReplyDeletePamela
I really felt this....nice!
ReplyDeletenice treasure Pam.....unfortunately me and my sister havent talked for 12 years.....sad...but still a treasure
ReplyDeleteThanks Serving Hugs!
ReplyDeletePamela
Hi Wayne
ReplyDeleteyou should make an attempt to speak with her
life is too short my friend.
Cheers
Pamela
this captured the differences in our lives and yet the connection that remains between siblings even when the chasm between seems un-bridgeable. well done!
ReplyDeleteDee thanks!
ReplyDeletePamela
lovely words,
ReplyDeletebeautiful treasures in your take.
cheers!
http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/07/15/i-want-2-bee-worthy-of-this-waking-dream/
ReplyDeletehere is my entry.
thank you for reading!
Thank for sharing such a touching poem :D it is really great^^
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