Family Reunion

FAMILY REUNION

Someone speaks to me
Decode sound frequencies, find
Meaningless pleasantries

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on September 5, 2015, in Poetry, Senryu and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 8 Comments.

  1. And wonder who they are. Or does that only happen at high school reunions?

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  2. Family reunions I remember when a kid. No one said anything relevant. All was superficial. Walking by the duck pond with bread in hand was the most fun of the reunion. Now, it is over. Emails are what have survived with a smaller version of blood relatives.

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