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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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a farmwife thin as a rail, eyes sunken dull, no life spark there when she speaks she knows not what she speaks of talks of crop failure flooding in the spring tornadoes always has that haunted look about her sometimes when she knows what to speak of she remains silent her man a good man toiled sunup to sundown trying to make it all work but more bills came than cash bank getting testy one hot summer afternoon after a long night staring at the ceiling she poured herself a bitter cup of despair emptied the shelves of canned goods sat at the table shed her face mask to reveal the real one the one she's kept hidden from everyone all these years picked up her husband's nine millimeter walked outside shooting at anything that moved missed the hound and the chickens kept shooting walking toward where her husband was mending a fence walked up to him pointed the nine millimeter toward his chest pulled the trigger it clicked out of bullets she had to go away husband hanging onto the farm but the desire isn't there anymore goes to see her every other Saturday while their daughter lights fires in places they know nothing about ~ After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles." ~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
That very desperation was very apparent in the dirty thirties...and still today, such stressors occur frequently. All over the world. Vivid writing, Jerry. |
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s1nfully_1nn0c3nt Senior Member
since 2003-10-26
Posts 1105Watertown, NY |
A sad tale, but a very vivid one. I could picture all of it playing out. Always a pleasure m'friend. -Trina |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hello Sunshine. Yes, that was the norm not the exception in the thirties. It still goes on today, but not, of course, as much. Thanks Trina for your nice comment. ~ After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles." ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
You captured well the way desparation grows...in the past I have felt that very same way (sans the shotgun). Because you described the desparation from the perspective of a woman is even more impressive. Got to love it! Lori |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
A sad tale you relate here, Jerry, but you've done it well as usual. I think there are many women like that in the world but they probably just withdraw within and pretend being educated as they are in the ways of responsibility, etc. Helen |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Appreciate your comments, Lori. As far as getting inside a woman's thoughts, women are just men without most of the braggadocio. Men can be sensitive, although we try desperately to hide it for the most part. Helen, women being educated "in the ways of responsibility" is a truism if I have ever heard one. Thank you for being here. ~ After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles." ~ |
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