Saturday, July 16, 2011

first reading/writing group - please add your pieces by commenting

Babushka

                Mother’s grandmother

                Riddled with sickness

                Tiny dynamo

                Always silver-haired

                Tears of pain through oxygen masks

                Chickens pecking the yard

                Old farmhouse

Gone in the middle of the night

                9th birthday – black day

Grandma Betty

                Stepfather’s mother

                Riddled with sickness

                Tall. Dark haired.

Once loud, vibrant

Now small, moaning

Second-hand junk shop

Shiny silver purse

Grandmaman

                My grandma

                Weak heart, oxygen tanks

                Forever faintly smiling

                Young, then suddenly old

                Parlez-vous Francais?

Ma chere

Opinionated

The fortified city

Ashes at the memorial service

I’m sure it was nice

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