In the wheelchair
rocking
pushing forward from the hips
seeking that thing
that fell to the ground
in the day room
after breakfast.
Was it a last bit of muffin
or a hidden gem
no one else could see
but she knows is there
She reaches, straining
nobody notices
they never do
she leans forward, harder
wishing it with all her might
that feeling of flight
forward motion,
ever forward
she is going somewhere
despite her shrunken legs
which fail her
She will fly
and not shield her eyes
why would she
shield her eyes?
It was worth the cut
and the swollen red eye
They will think she
was in a fight--
how exciting!
They will take her to the hospital,
patch her up
she forgets what happened
doesn’t know why
but she will not lose
the will to fly
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So true, your words,
"she forgets what happened
doesn’t know why
but she will not lose
the will to fly''
This is in all of us... The will to fly, no matter what. I think it is the human DNA....
Rated, with thank you for sharing.
L'Heure, let's hope you never have to be seat-belted into a wheelchair. You and me both. xo
Rated.
Snarky, yes, exactly.
Scylla, thank you. I agree.
Alysa, it was cathartic. Not sure how I feel now, but I needed
eeded to wrwrite
Nothing u can do about it, you said.
Wrong! Make art of it.
MAKE IT MEAN SOMETHING!
bravo!
(perhaps that is what i do when i write of demented
dear old dad, George...)
beautiful:
"she forgets what happened
doesn’t know why
but she will not lose
the will to fly "
Matt, thank you, as always, for your kindness and compassion. Best, Erica
we shoulda seen the other guy.
sending you a huge hug. and your mom, too.
we shoulda seen the other guy.
sending you a huge hug. and your mom, too.
Your mother is just like you.. both of you will never stop no matter what.
That is a good thing.
HUGGGGGGGGGGGG
fernsy, not sure how good my wings are working today.
Such artistic and daughterly humanity pouring through from you. My eyes burn as I read and remember. No one's but a daughter's eyes take in so much the emotional and physical status of a mother.
Your mother's present struggle. Your generous watchfulness and accessibility, so spiritually exhausting and yet you take the lemons make lemonade and share it with us all in your experience. It fosters feelings deep within us and that is a very precious gift to us. I thank you for sharing. You inspire and role model decency.
You also have a serious and vital poetic voice, my friend!
best, libby
xxxx
u seem to take seriously!
what is a soul, i wondered, watching my parents' minds go.
i dunno
they never do...''
I think that some, notice, Erica,
wishes for your mother to have all the best !
Olga, I'm sure they do. Thank you for stopping by.
PMG, yes, it's about Mom. She fell out of her wheelchair last Saturday.
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