source Grandmother held no opinions of death.She had stories instead, and the best washer driving on 9-W Highwayfrom Albany to home when her eyes closedAnd her deceased husband called Maria!She heard My little Maria, wake, wake!and she did. She experienced real truths.I won’t be cremated, she insisted,and you yourself should not! The cremateddo. not. have. visiting. power. She knew.I have no doubt. Hadn't she been once aQueen of a Castle, charged with rule while Kingwas out? Didn’t she know how to find wildmushrooms that could beguile a hungry child?
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For my prompt "Ghosts" at What's Going On?
(A poem from October 2012)
Love the way your poems tell stories...!
ReplyDeleteGrandmother is so vivid in your portrayal, Susan. Love the regal dignity about her.
ReplyDeleteYour grandmother sounded amazing, Susan. I hope you can remember a lot of her stories. One of mine died before I was born. The other died when I was 5or 6. She never told me her stories. I like how her deceased husband saved her from death, and I love how the cremated have no visiting power. Makes me wonder!
ReplyDeleteI so love this sonnet! Especially the cremated do not have visiting power. What an amazing grandmother. What a fantastic poem, and story. And a sonnet, too!
ReplyDeleteWould an atmospheric poem - full of mystery and beautifully constructed - Jae
ReplyDeleteI miss my grandmother and her stories. I always wonder about the cremated and visiting powers.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful grandmother. She sounds like an exceptional woman. I loved her comment about cremation. She may well be right. Suzanne - Wayfaring blog - Wordpress
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