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From: mj lemon
Date: Thu, Jan 13, 2022 at 9:45 PM
Subject: poems for Family is Forever
To: Doctor Fab


Hi Fabrizio,

and |I can't seem to post these poems.  I get the 'this conversation has concluded' messages, These are original, unpublished verses for the Family volume.

Thanks,
Mj

Rock Tree

Family
the rock that supports
in times of trouble
when the world is crushing you
making pulp of your spirits and mine
bringing sorrow to the fibers of the
soul...
and heart, the rock
the foundation but at times
I raise my voice
and spill my bile
as the rock comes to rest on me
family

Stretching back so far
there is no memory of
even walking upright
never mind negotiating
mortgages, fines and in my
dotage the stairs to my own kitchen
tree
Let me be at least one
fragile branch reaching back
and forward, touching
hugging feeling
immortality
family.

 

 

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Family Vacation

 

 

They leave with the memories

For some it is the pain

There may be those who

Call themselves survivors

Or victims

While others say those words

And much later

Express their regret

 

And so what seems so, so

Long ago

When I stood in the beating sun

Staring at the ground unmoving

A statue a fixture

Like my other siblings

But in the shade of the parental units who succumbed to their excitement

I dared ask, Are we done yet?

Only to encounter a wall of words

of which only fragments remain

But here, right here,

My father said

The Archduke was shot

I think in the head

 

I remember I yawned

And so much is a blur.

I observed my father, my mother

Angry but calm

 

Tomorrow we move on

My mother said

We’ll be in a place where some Greeks

Long ago taught angels like you three

How to use your heads

Now let’s go so you can stuff those heads

“Mouth-first,” I think she said, “With boo-wreck.”

 

It is today and I wade past

My regrets

The power of those memories and the pull

Of my own three stir up the joy

…thinking of standing exactly in that place

Where the Archduke was shot

I think in the head


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