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Strangers

STRANGERS

The first thing in mind
Always, always: are they safe???
It’s my history

Family

FAMILY

They were both upfucked
It was nothing personal
Still I’m upfucked too

DNA

DNA

All one yet shattered
Family a mystery
Concealing the truth

Family II

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

Oh Dear, Pater’s Vexed Again

OH DEAR, PATER’S VEXED AGAIN

Silent.
Enigmatic.
What has she done this time?
What random act deemed faulty? Best
Grovel.

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Combining

Poetry challenge #6: Cinquain

and

3WW Week No. 454

Family Reunion

FAMILY REUNION

Someone speaks to me
Decode sound frequencies, find
Meaningless pleasantries

The Grateful Child

THE GRATEFUL CHILD

I was not “their” child
But they did the best they could
(With histories of their own)

And it has taken me years
The wisdom of forgiveness

Born A Monk

BORN A MONK

Misfit, I’ll admit
Family never seemed right
Didn’t belong here

Requiem

REQUIEM

Never did take the time
To follow into who you are
Guess it sprouted from

Some kind of fear
Fear of you
Or maybe more likely me

Hard to fix that now
I can only apologise
But to whom I’m unsure

Kin

KIN

Brothers and sisters
And our ongoing kinship
Parents and children