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 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 326
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Michel was out in front
of the café this morning
brushing away damp fallen leaves,
cigarette dangling between his lips,
regular-guy hair-cut,
clean-shaven cheeks and trim,
boyish body
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 327
snapshots: 28Sep08
Posted: 9/28/2008 9:46:28 PM
Morning became a multitude of sunrises
did he capture just one breath above the horizon?
A bushel, a peckel of fallen leaves
some stellar in unspeakable patterns
Flowed unseen in his hands, never in his eyes.
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 328
snapshots: 29Sep08
Posted: 9/29/2008 7:49:58 AM

Morning became a multitude of sunrises
did he capture just one breath above the horizon?
A bushel, a peckel of fallen leaves
some stellar in unspeakable patterns
Flowed unseen in his hands, never in his eyes.


Lovely! And is "peckel" intentional? A play on bushel? It ends up sounding like the Yiddish for a small package!

A small, elegantly dressed black woman
hurtles down the street
as if in flight from some transgression
or in pursuit of her destiny
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 329
snapshots: 30Sep08
Posted: 9/30/2008 7:17:30 AM
A couple of high-school girls go by,
one of them a perfect miniature
of a Woman, thigh-high leather boots,
stiletto heels, glossy
black hair, make-up
–and attitude!
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 330
snapshots: 30Sep08
Posted: 9/30/2008 11:01:02 PM
peckle is mine and made up.

Attitude and Destiny
donned warrior armour
Began sparring lustily
At an expensive point
Attitude said to Destiny
"Lay down your arms"
Destiny muscled up
Strangled Attitude
Breath!.. then another.
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 331
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/1/2008 6:52:43 AM
A suave grey BMW
sort of hiccups
over the corrugated asphalt
of an alleyway,
pokes its nose warily into the street
then slinks its way west on Fairmount
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 332
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/1/2008 10:10:15 AM
I watched fascinated and horrified
as my sister tied herself off
with a doctors precision
and long knowledge
of just how to do it
her veins as roped and scarred
as the pain of our shared past
head bowed in concentration
she performed the ritual
sacrifice of her health
thrown on the burning pyre
that had already seen the end
of hope, dreams and happiness
in the flame of a lighter
held to a stainless steel spoon
and a sharp dirty needle
taking her so far away on
a magic carpet of heroin dreams
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 333
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/1/2008 1:16:02 PM

I watched fascinated and horrified
as my sister tied herself off


Oh, love! How sad - for the two of you!
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 334
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/1/2008 1:47:01 PM
Thank you my friend, my family history is sad, my life however isn't. This is a shadow from the past and a sister still lost to me, I miss her but I mostly always have.
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 335
snapshots: 02Oct08
Posted: 10/2/2008 6:14:33 AM
In my fractured French
I rattle away to Karim
and he, with his warm
Lebanese-Algerian face and soft
brown eyes, attends
as faithfully
as if I were his beloved brother
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 336
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/2/2008 11:38:13 PM
A brief moment
oh why? my singular mind
photographed your purple sweater
that did not sit equally with your green pants
honestly.. your straight across bangs
also photographed not in my mind but..
Absolutely in this startled heart.

I reached for you less than more
Across the years until the creeping moment
you left.
Sister that I left so easily
Comes to me in the stars
That shine, the moment
I flew to bury you.
You spoke clearly.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 337
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 12:01:01 AM
This last poem was for Perfectly Me. Please, if you continue on this thread, accept my awknowledgment of your loss. Rock steady. I also lost a sister.
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 338
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 3:50:08 AM
photographed not in my mind but..
Absolutely in this startled heart.


Says it all, doesn't it - and so well! And that you wrote it for Pefectly as well as for your own sister reminds me again of that beautiful, selfless sisterhood that so many women share.

And this, dear Swan,


rasta locks
long, luxurious
abundant
wrapped
round 'n round
your head
i cannot resist
you
horn in
help you
select
the proper trail mix
our trails
now mixing
quite lusciously
in the produce aisle


as so often the case with you is poetry not so much written as breathed!
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 339
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 5:18:37 AM
This last poem was for Perfectly Me. Please, if you continue on this thread, accept my awknowledgment of your loss. Rock steady. I also lost a sister.


Thank you Swan, I'm touched and sorrowed that we share this loss. The poem about my sister was so real and painful for me that I stayed away from looking at it for a few days. Thank you so much for the poem and the love (you too gentle Alyosha)

I had another year with her
my sister returned
It was wonderful at first
the laughter the connection
understanding with a glance
The years fell away
we were children again
our long separation
joyfully forgotten
then the games began
no longer fueled by
running with white horses
but in memory of them
patterns are so hard to break
and she has a habit
of taking advantage
this time she took
from our elderly mom
it broke my broken heart
loving them both so much
I stopped her thieving
so now once again
I miss my sister
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 340
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 7:08:34 AM
quote]it broke my broken heart
loving them both so much

This is SO MOVING!!!! And it reminds me of a similarly enigmatic (?) thing that my darling grandson, Gabriel, 4 at the time, said after his mother praised him for something else he'd said in front of his father: "And I told Papa, 'I love you more than I love you!'"

I think we can all figure out what he must have meant by that but for me it was like getting a glimpse into such an interesting mind!!!
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 341
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 7:35:12 AM

"And I told Papa, 'I love you more than I love you!'"


That is not only adorable it's rather profound and very interesting. Funny thing this morning I'm babysitting my granddaughter Emily, I drove here after posting this morning. She told me she had a dream that we were all riding horses and I was on a rainbow one. Children manage to be windows and mirrors at the same time.

You have such elegant writes here, it's like riding the Orient Express in 1920. I actually felt sorry that I'd stumbled in with my raw poem about my sister. Kind of like crashing a tea party without a proper bath.

You have been very tolerant and kind to me and I love you for it, thank you once more.
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 342
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/3/2008 7:59:17 AM

You have been very tolerant and kind to me and I love you for it, thank you once more.


I hope I am kind to everyone but brutes but as for "tolerance" that is akin to charity in my books - and in my books, you need no charity!

Ain't it wonderful that via these forums one can have many different sorts or degrees of "love affairs"? - most certainly those that need NOT include a lot of huffing and puffing and groping.. not that the last three are not desirable!
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 343
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/4/2008 10:00:56 PM
The lady thanked Swan but it was myself, 60to70,who wrote my own poem in reply. Does not the death of a sibling affect men? A question.

grandpa does not shuffle, he roams cleverly
legs may squeak, back may shudder
grandpa has a gift for living

one day grandpa had an accepting response
and his last desiring came alive
he did not disappoint. Twinkle, twinkle little star
grandpa dimmed a twinkly bit of your light.
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 344
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/4/2008 10:10:00 PM
I'm so sorry, I must attribute this all my own fault for being so confused. After writing the first poem about my sister, I began grieving again, my eyes were tearful for days. They still are.

I would never think that you wouldn't feel the loss of your sister as deeply as I do mine. Let me correct myself and say now I'm sad and sorry for your loss.

I actually wasn't really sane or stable when I read your poem. I swear I saw Swan's name there not yours. My sister most recently has been gone again for a year, I have much to do to balance myself again. As wayward as she is she was closest to me when we were younger.

Please forgive me.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 345
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/4/2008 10:41:31 PM
You need not apologize. My sister died many years ago, but in the tender years immediately after her death the line of pain through my being vibrated. Well, I still talk to her. The circumstances of their individual deaths may be different .. but losing a sibling whether male or female is very different from losing a parent. Walk slowly to peace and let your tears flow without apology.
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 346
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/4/2008 11:13:29 PM
As I re-read your message, did I understand that your sister is still alive? Now, please accept my apology.Rock steady.
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 347
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/4/2008 11:40:25 PM
Yes she is still alive, reconciled for a time until she began getting greedy for mom's retirement money. I've been the one to stop her, I still am that one.

It is an alienation that I hoped was over when she came here but seems absolute in the light of our respective positions.

We were close when young and I love her even 'tho she makes self serving choices. She became a junkie as a young woman, and still has that mentality. So I've lost her in life not death.

Peace my friend
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 348
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/5/2008 7:22:13 AM

Yes she is still alive, reconciled for a time until she began getting greedy for mom's retirement money. I've been the one to stop her, I still am that one.

It is an alienation that I hoped was over when she came here but seems absolute in the light of our respective positions.

We were close when young and I love her even 'tho she makes self serving choices. She became a junkie as a young woman, and still has that mentality. So I've lost her in life not death.


perhaps one answer for you is to redouble your love for those who are competent to receive it in the spirit in which it is offered?
 Perfectly me
Joined: 12/10/2006
Msg: 349
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/5/2008 7:33:34 AM
My love does not falter and forgives all, however I am responsible for my mom and my sister has tried to steal twice from mom's bank account (electronically) and other shenanigans I won't outline here. I keep having to stand against her so in her eyes I'm the bad guy.

I actually had a dream this summer that left me with a pounding heart and sense of urgancy just before one of her attacks. I wrote this.

I took a nap during a weary day
and dreamed my sister was a deadly snake.
I rooted in place, couldn't get away,
it seemed so real I thought I was awake.

In the mid-summer heat I stared amazed,
under the tree where we played as children.
We were castaway kids in a home crazed
by our mother's mad struggles, made barren.

So sister, I know where you're coming from.
While with you then, I stand against you now
and I mourn the crimes that are your custom.
I'll sadly see that you reap, just what you sow.

I do not profit from accusation
I pray this lesson leads to redemption. Jul 12, 2008
 Alyosha
Joined: 10/29/2007
Msg: 350
snapshots: 01Oct08
Posted: 10/5/2008 10:06:01 AM
Thanks for posting that poem here, Pefectly you, and how sad that your sister would likely not be moved by it.
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