Airing Laundry

It is so easy to look outside of myself
past my inconsistencies
to be the keeper.
Keeper of her memories of
age that reverts to childlike fissures
where, what will never be new again
seeps out forming a different, facade
unexpected for my great expectations.
I like to think of myself as consistent
but I am not. I just want to lasso her pride
to categorize my inefficiencies
so at my latter date, I can boast,
I certainly will not act like that.
The truth be known, the keeper of my
secret tattles without knowing
by her silence, unbending serene
far away look.
No, I will never be like that. I will never do
what she can't help doing.
Yes, she now prides herself in never
as though it has always been, unfolding just for today.


SadieLu/2011

I love the last 2 lines that tie this altogether..You have such a beautiful talent Sadie...Bless...

much joy in knowing how this speaks to your heart, thank you.

"unfolding just for today" love this phrase....

thank you, sometimes we think it is just dementia, but..do we really understand?

Its so positive of your her, to keep her blushes away.
categorizing every detail of her look and sense of being,,all her internal mis-leading..her internal bleeding out cries of her child deeply held-in...Your very sane when she tries to be vain.
Your outward stares when lost for the right composer, that surprise jester of tongue saying hello on the phone,,,she can be so wrong, until you have her in that most perfect tone...
Your just remarkable to never see, as you let her have her normality.
Nice internal thoughts to generate outside,,,
Your our lady of wisdom to show us in words,,,,,

humbly, I thank you, Terry.

toot sweet