Carry On

Things That Are Traditional in My Family That I Inherited (Whether I Like It Or Not:)

Grandmother’s Thanksgiving Stuffing

Disbelief in Good Things Lasting

Aunt’s Pumpkin Bread Served at All Gatherings

Serving Dishes and Calling Them “Salads” Even Though They Contain No Vegetables Unless You Consider Miniature Marshmallows and Jello Vegetables

Dad and Uncle’s Christmas Chili

Finding the Least Trafficked Back-Routes When Driving Places Even If It Takes Much Longer Just Because “It’s The Back-Way”

Spode Christmas Tree China On the Table at Major Holidays Whether It Is Christmas Or Not

Distrust of Strangers & Non-Family People, Too

Gradma’s Green Bean Recipe

Waiting for The Proverbial “Other Shoe” to Drop

Watching Longhorn Games on TV No Matter What the Occasion (Funeral/Holiday)

The Avoidance of Heavy Traffic and Bad Weather At All Costs Even If It Means Not Going Out

Keeping A Stiff Upper Lip/Never Let Them See You Cry/Keep It In The Family

Inspired By The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: traditional

 

 

 

 

Time Travel

Shiny peach polish on elegant, tapered fingers

Faint fragrance of rose mixed with Jergen’s

I loved your creamy white hands, Grandmother

I’d lay alongside you as you napped, put my fingertips next to yours

Watch the rise and fall of your chest, feel the warmth of your breath

Fall into a peaceful sleep that felt like being carried on a breeze

I’ve never felt as safe and loved as I did then

You’ve been gone so long, but I can find you whenever I want

I just put on some Jergen’s and close my eyes

 

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: fragrance

Unchained Melody

There will be a day

When my choked throat opens, when my tongue can relax

And my breath flows free

There will be a day

When the cacophony of other people’s voices inside my head

Become quiet, stilled for good

There will be a day

When all the many tunes of the me’s within

Harmonize as one, swelling chorus

There will be a day

When my I speak, full-throated, my songs of truth

Authentic arias, free at last to soar

Oh yes, there will be a day

 

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: harmonize

 

Dormant Child

I hear you now

From within, so deeply hidden you had no chance of being heard until now

I thought maybe you’d flown away with the night and my innocence

Or maybe you’d been crushed by the weight of his body on mine

I held a funeral for you inside and accepted the loss

And then, one day, there you were; and at first

I could not recognize you through the warp and woof that my soul became

 

Here you are now

And I found you, and though you were unrecognizable to me

I knew and loved you at first sight with every fiber of my being

I’d never seen anything more heart-breakingly beautiful in my life

I drew your little burned body into my arms, your flesh black and peeling

Raw, red skin angering through the seared pain of the past

I loved you until the dead flesh fell away, until you pinked up and began to flourish

In the fore of my heart I let you pick your own room and decorate it pink and kitty cats

Let the other girls invite you to play and read you stories

I gave you hot baths and fed you warm milk and cookies, told you I was putting you first now

And I realized that you were more me than any me I had ever been before or would ever be

 

Now you are here

And you are my everything, you are the key, finally – the center of us all

You carry my truth, my play, my freedom, my deepest self-song

 

Now I am here

The parent who will protect you from that kind of hurt ever happening again

The mother who will love you like you are my everything

The woman who sings a self-song so beautiful it makes me cry to hear it

 

I hear you now

 

For Suzanne, with Thanks & Love

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: dormant

 

 

 

 

Lockout

Welcome to the gate to my heart.

Admire the wrought ironwork that guards my essence.

I chose it for its superior weathering properties.

It’s been in place since my adolescence.

You can look but you cannot touch:

this will be your forever-penance.

 

 

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: gate

And The Five Sentence Story Prompt: admire 

Lickity-Split

There was a time…

When a lollipop really did make the hurt go away

After the shot at the doctor’s

Sweet, cherry goodness soothed my tears

Sadness-saliva mixed with sticky sugary-sweet licks

Heartfelt draws between sobs quieted the fray

As tongue and closed lips suckled the hard sucked-down nib

Playing with the stick, biting off the final flavored bits

A forever-imprint of the equation: sugar=comfort

Makes me long for lollipops to this very day

But it is really my mother that I crave

It is really her love and solace that I want

But all the lollies in the world won’t bring that to me

It is mine to give me now.

 

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: lollipop

Hard to Get

My attempts to woo her were disastrous

Tried to tempt her with food and drink

She snubbed me most atrociously

Then I thought I saw her wink

I called out to her repeatedly, but all to no avail

First she gave me her back, then she sat there moving just her tail

I finally gave up and left the room, and fell into a fitful sleep

What a surprised when I awoke: there she was, in a purring heap

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: disastrous

In Loving Memory of Sabrina