A Rush of Memories
Beat the block 10-day poetry challenge: Day 4: Past experiences leave an emotional imprint
I have a little sister I do not know her name We do share a parent Well, that’s a bloody shame
One day I was waiting For the dean to return Idly contemplating The mystic bamboo fern
Just then I saw two men They walked towards me I thought, what have we here… Could this really be?
For one of these misters Whose face resembled mine Triggered Mom’s blisters smarting, soaked in brine
He was daddy dearest Someone I’d never seen And really, to be honest I was curious, not keen
And my father, he spoke As we continued to linger His voice, a croak When he delivered his zinger
‘My daughter is in town,’ he said ‘She’s a very lovely girl’ I listened with a frown For the mystery to unfurl
He continued to rave In words I found no luster Well, she was his fave Even though she was my sister
Strangely I felt nothing We were strangers in the night Not really weird As I now saw the light
I got back home eventually As the day neared its end I asked my folks ‘guess who I met!’ And drove them around the bend
They said this, they said that Finally implored ‘Do tell!’ And when I told them who it was They chorused, bloody hell!
I found it somewhat funny To bump into him like this The stuff life has in store A series of hit and miss
I mused over the event I sat in my armchair, curled I laughed, I cried, I wiped my tears Truly, it’s a small world!
I thought about the stories and what my Mom went through The burning, the beating The wounds black and blue
She carried on with life She bore it in silence Until a blessing in disguise Put an end to the violence
She was the best a Mother could be She showered me with love She taught me not to hate And be sweet as a dove
The years went by, living She made sure I learned That what really mattered Were smiling and giving
She said “bear no grudges, Vidya, there’s just one life Enjoy each precious moment Kindness rules, not strife.
Yes, Past experiences leave an emotional imprint. We can learn from them or we can live with them.
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The prompt for this post is Day 4: Past experiences leave an emotional imprint from Diana C.’s Beat the Block 10-day poetry challenge. I am navigating it as best as I can.
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