Now - In Response to Sunday Scribblings #203

This was one writing moment that literally poured itself from me. The experience was well worth whatever product arose. Grateful. So grateful. for Sunday Scribblings which made it happen - the request? Write of "When Pigs Fly" or "When Hell Freezes Over"...

Before brother died

And life fell apart

Other brothers disdain

Holders of sneering

"When pigs fly!" energy

Above their noses

on their squished together

foreheads

That look always

pulled me into

tightly laced action - -

I would show them

Exactly the moment

"When hell freezes over!"

And I did

For a long while

Until third brother died

Son declared Atypical

Third Clank - Mom has Cancer

Though most importantly

I got perpetually scared of

Doorknobs and splinters and

Not being there when the

One who needed me most called

So I gave up on pigs and thermometers

And hid inside an invisible cave

It is time for me to

Re-Enter Suey Training School and

Gather the Iceburgs training

Stop closeting myself in

Unnecessary shivers

Remember

Lift

Foot

Comments

[Anthony North]

A deep sadness behind this, but we must rise above it. Words from the heart.

[Dee]

invisible caves are cold and lonely places.

[rob kistner]

Very moving -- every journey begins with the first step...

...rob

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