Family II


So I suggested
To my mother and father
(She coming first)

That we discuss
Our being here together
And much else besides

And then awoke
To the chilling realisation
Of this cold reality

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 December 29, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.

  1. family dynamics — wonderfully expressed

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  2. I’ve had troubling times with my kids this holdiday (typo I’ll keep.) I have to say godd bye (another typo I’ll keep) in a restaurant parking lot today.

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  3. Hmmm. . . There are always complexities woven into complexities into dilemmas, aren’t there?

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