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Sunshine
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Lamplighting Heritage It is too bad that you chose not to stick around to see your fruits drop and scatter, some staying, growing roots, bounding with tradition, others, rolling a bit beyond the fall of your rejection leaving twelve behind, along with their mother, was that such a very right thing to do? And what, I wonder, since having learned of you, were you running to? Or from? In his eyes, the one man that I once believed must have been very much loved by you, for he in turn loved very, very intently honestly, truthfully, sincerely, you were ostensibly a non man for he spoke not of you, not even to his wife, who apparently believed you dead and in that way of things not spoken, he idolized his father-in-law so I came to know only one grandfather, and never questioned your non-existence. Shortly before my father died, I learned of you. Curiosity is a queer thing, indeed. Quietly I have harbored only thoughts of you, not loving thoughts, but what you left behind in your heritage of genes that persevere and allow, no, force me to wonder at the running away of my own progeny. Let’s take heritage into consideration, then. Gathering from one remaining male member of those you left behind, or so his story goes, without heartbreak, briefly, one night, after dinner, you markedly left the table, took a lamplight, hung it on the front of your truck and followed the beam of firefly’s light into oblivion. Strange, how we blame kids today for doing bizarre acts, and talk openly of their disappointments to the rest of us… Stranger still, how disappointments of the past were hidden in family boxes of Pandora nature and acts like yours, never discussed, though silently cussed. One of your sons followed your lead – to shame? the eleven that remained? They raised wonderful sons and daughters, and the one son that did not have children, loved us all. So curious am I that your genes were strong enough to discontent some of your grandchildren’s children’s children. Seemingly, your wife's genetic character was a little stronger. Shall I surmise, then, that the whole picture before you was even less of a consideration than what you had left behind? ~*~ My muse fails to come back from summer vacation, so to those who have asked me to "post something soon..." here's a little something from the archives, (c) 2001.  |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Well, you stirred my curiosity too with this intriguing write, dear Karilea. Why does a man move away like this? He couldn't cope anymore with such a big family maybe. Funny how you made me think of the Swiss Patron Saint St. Nicholas of Flue, who abandoned his wife and his 10 children when he was 50 as a consequence of a mystical crisis and retired to be a hermit. See if you are interested: http://www.bruderklaus.com/?id=209 . So maybe your grandfather had a sudden call too? Who knows. We can't judge, as we don't know the reasons ... but I understand the awkwardness of such a situation. And you rendered it in a very captivating way. And you know what? I developed sympathy for this man while reading. Love, Margherita  |
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Sunshine
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So did I, Margherita, wonder about they whys and wherefores of his life. After writing this, I learned a bit more about the man who could have been my grandfather, had he stayed; It was in the late 20's and early 30's that such things went on with many familys in the USA; but I know that the depression hit many families world wide, very hard. It was not a national monument to time just in the USA; it was indeed a world wide catastrophe. I think that when I wrote this, all I could envision at that time was the estrangement of it all; and that my children would not know of a failure in their life; and that some matters can be forgiven: my grandfather tried to contact his sons when he was dying in the mid-1980's, but my father, the youngest son, could not forgive him. It was a very dark time, and he would not talk of it. It was only after my father died, that I talked to a younger brother, and I understood, personally of family, that some tragic moments must be forgiven, for sometimes it is true; we know not what we do. However, it still hurts, because it pained my father so. I will follow your link...and thank you, my friend, for reading...and for the most positive response. " It matters not this distance now " Excerpt, Yesterday's Love ~*~ KRJ |
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LindsayP Member Elite
since 2007-07-28
Posts 3410Australia, Victoria |
Karilea that is quite a biography that you have written here in which you have put a lot of thought. In nearly all families there is usually a skeleton or two in the cupboard but I think they are better left there. Love to you my dear. Lindsay |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Lindsay, Thank you so much for your kind response. A long, long time ago, my grandmother cautioned me not to look to far into my ancestry; that it could be filled with Blackbeards and others of such ill repute. She never deemed unto herself that there could have been gentle folk, as well. Thank you! |
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nourzihane Member
since 2008-07-10
Posts 254Algeria |
..... sunshine...... The letters and words are finish to comment on your subject and what I found here is The fact unimaginable I will try serious next times to bring with me the thank's vocabulary All I have now Is to say you're wonderful accept my pass nourzihane |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Nourzihane, a most appreciated comment, thank you! Karilea  |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
LIKED IT |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
A VERY interesting Write Sunshine! ARCTIC WIND |
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Sunshine
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Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Vandana, thank you for stopping by; Artic Wind... So very glad you enjoyed. Thank you! |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Poignant rendering from the heartbox, dear poetess. There seems to be something, an ache, a pondering, a photograph, an embroidered piece of cloth, an old book or handwritten note etc. that points to someone missing in our lives. Sometimes there's too much of them missing to know who we're missing, and sometimes that's what that person wanted or might have reasoned. Even if we don't understand why. It's amazing how such disappearances grieve us to no end with their absence. Those who are there to the end are really filling more than their share of a presence. They tend to be put in the position of having to love enough for the missing, too. We never know all, but each moment we are able to keep loving, despite the odds or missing pieces, adds value to our time here in this world. Thank you for sharing a look into your poetry-book of family. Wonderful title and read. I really admire the way you embrace your loved-ones. Hugs and love, reg |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Reg... it makes me wonder what pulled you to this particular poem at this particular time. What were you looking for? I appreciate your comments...in my world, all of your thoughts are good. I am so very glad you are one of those adept readers who not only see between the lines, but hear the heartbeat within. K |
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rwood Member Elite
since 2000-02-29
Posts 3793Tennessee |
Hey Karilea, You left a link for me in philosophy and I'm glad I followed it. We have much in common with the love of family. Thank you for your kindness. You've always been a light for me here. Can't help being drawn to the warmth. Happy Sunday, poetess. always, reg |
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