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JerryPat2
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0 posted 07-15-2017 01:44 PM       View Profile for JerryPat2   Email JerryPat2   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions   Click to visit JerryPat2's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat2

If this turns off anyone, I didn't write it for that reason, this is just the way it was.

The urn holding your ashes
in the closet with a few of your
favorite things.
Actually it isn't an urn,
never could see the reason for one,
you're still in what I received you in.

People will talk.
He didn't buy an urn.
He didn't think enough of her
to even buy a . . .

Let them talk, squawk, shriek,
I just don't care.
Somehow you not being in a urn
symbolizes who you were.
A woman from Mississippi
who carried a lot of hate,
kept from me a lot of secrets.

When I found them out
I couldn't understand how you could
live with me all those years
and not tell me what was
closet to your heart.
Especially when I was blubbering
ALL OF MY SECRETS TO YOU!

We did finally get one thing
straight between us.
You didn't love me.
Neither did I love you.
Still, we both needed the other.
Not complicated.
We admitted that also as we sat at the dinette.
For some reason our confessions
made life a little easier
for both of us.

If you were here, if you could come back,
we'd have a lot to talk about. Or,
if you'd like we could check out a
nearby lounge. I remember how
you liked your blended whiskey and
water. Whatever you'd like we'd do.

Are you aware?
Can you tell what is happening here
with me? I don't believe in Heaven,
but you always said you did.
If there is a Heaven,
and even though you said you believed,
I somehow doubt you are there,
being the dishonest person you were,
among other things. Do you remember
telling me, "Your turn's coming?" You
hated that you aged worse than I did.

I remember the night you died vividly.
Your daughter was there.
So was one of your nieces.
The pretty one.
You know who I'm talking about.
You'll never believe what she did to me
the night you died.

İFebruary 6, 2017 / Jerry Pat Bolton


~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~
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jwesley
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since 04-30-2000
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Spring, Texas


1 posted 07-15-2017 05:19 PM       View Profile for jwesley   Email jwesley   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for jwesley

I see nothing that should turn anyone "off", my friend.  Life is, and if it bothers anyone's sensibilities, then they need to kneel and give thanks for what they've had/have.  Me, I wouldn't even had put that statement.

Good, honest write far as I'm concerned.


LOVE the ending!!!

j.
JerryPat2
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2 posted 07-15-2017 05:23 PM       View Profile for JerryPat2   Email JerryPat2   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit JerryPat2's Home Page   View IP for JerryPat2

Thank you Jimmy. You are so right, but sometimes when I feel I might have gone a bit too far I feel obligated to give the warning.

Thank you for your support.

~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~
 
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