"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Saturday, July 10, 2010

'Sisters' writer's island #11 treasure

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

21 comments:

  1. A wonderfully written poem! Great post!

    -Weasel

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  2. Weasel that is so nice of you!
    Thanks!
    Pamela

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  3. Sisters are treasures, especially when they do what you least expect them to. Loved the 'story', and the twist on the end.

    Elizabeth

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  4. Elizabeth sisters are a treasure but this is not really about mine.
    Thanks
    Pamela

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  5. 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.

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  6. Mary yes it could be someone's sister somewhere
    but 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

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  7. "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.

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  8. Sad but so powerful. Excellently composed.

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  9. Viv 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!
    Pamela

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  10. I love that although sad you still show the times and how life still continues everywhere else. The ending
    "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.

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  11. Thank you Robert and yes it is the simple things that are priceless.
    Pamela

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  12. nice treasure Pam.....unfortunately me and my sister havent talked for 12 years.....sad...but still a treasure

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  13. Hi Wayne
    you should make an attempt to speak with her
    life is too short my friend.
    Cheers
    Pamela

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  14. 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!

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  15. lovely words,
    beautiful treasures in your take.
    cheers!

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  16. http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/07/15/i-want-2-bee-worthy-of-this-waking-dream/

    here is my entry.
    thank you for reading!

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  17. Thank for sharing such a touching poem :D it is really great^^

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