Dignity in Mother and Father

We are their Quail

I carry so much of me into your poem,

Mom and dad fifteen years apart,
He is gone but here,
They say she is gone, but only when it's convenient ,
The present ?
Irrelevant if,
She forgets in two hours,
Dignity to wear a D N R bracelet,
The teeter- totter of choice,
When was hers taken away? Her wishes? Her words written down when she was,
SHE was
Cognitive,
Mental, Not
Deficient.

I wish when people looked at people, they would learn to see,
People and things have energy,
a word, a group of words,
Move ,shoot the dog,see the dirt spray splash,it tuck its a*s and run,as you miss,reload.
Now see pain,
Feel a part of you want , want to console,scream, laugh or shoot,
The dog.
or numb ,push on ,pressure the trigger,wind range measure speed art,

Smell the gas come on,
The walls are thick,but you see the gouges ,on all the walls.
Air tight the door is shut.
Three four fingers wide, you see the gouges,numb you pulled the lever,
Smell the gas.
Leave ,wash your hands,
Deaf you can't hear their screams,
People and things scream.Remember spray n splash?
As a kid?

My mom and dad are souls,spirits,still holding each other up,
He died,his body a thing in 2001.
She slid hard ,after a cue ball busted,a "skillet shot" of money
one day in court
When we talk,we see, we speak,much more than words.

Author's Note

Lost people,we lose a lot of us in life.Prayed holding girl teens hands ,in a locker stuffed room,shower humid emotion,they learned together, after winning , one of the girl's mothers had just taken her own life,the room us we felt the loss after a win.

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

My best friend now 84 had a stroke the other day i went to see him He was the one i wrote MY FRIEND about.The nurses tell me they had to call the police twice to hold him down at 84 he had bested 4 nurses and a dr. Hard to believe but he had a small stroke.I remembered the stories of his youth in the depression hitching rides on rail cars to chicago and fighting as a golden gloves champ in the war.ere was a true american who embodied in his soul the makings of our country.We all have these treasures in our past and they are fast disappearing .But we should take to heart their spirit and strive on to be better people

[spiritwind]

DNR
the last expression of love from a spouse to a spouce
or a parent to a child
the last way the child can be held in parental arms
the last way to love a lover
DNR

[chuna]

so much true!
losing is all we need to make us feel the WINNER!

[Southern Cross]

A deep breath of reality and humanity all at once. I like the raw nature of your work...I like the respect you give your parents in many of the pieces..good sons usually make good fathers. It's all in perspective and soul..you seem to have acquired a good handle on both.

[.]

"I wish when people looked at people, they would learn to see,
People and things have energy". I really liked this verse a lot. It is so simple yet so complex to modern day life. Great job, Lee.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

powerful, provoking words, a moving artful content and structure,, well done Lee

[lee von cleef]

Frustration ,drives me,I am not sure if the quick,mental turns the poem takes are fair to readers,or of they keep up,but this poem and the note pushed or freed my mind to write" Winning" out of the Author's note.

[Mark]

Part of life, but to take it ones self when you have kids... wow.

Great write lee.

[Fallon V.]

Your structure is better than flawless. The varying rhythm adds to feel of the poem, rather than just sitting there like in many poems.
I very much enjoyed the raw quality being put to good use.
Thank you for sharing!
-Journey

[gombeggar]

i understand that losing feeling...thank god it's not permanent