Sunday, April 7, 2019

Kit Kelen #1194 - gone and nowhere now


1194
gone and nowhere now


mum that was
will always be

at the parting of the world
I celebrate that we –
the mum-and-me

instance
our time in the garden
among words
in argument
and in attention
in anecdote
and by the way

a tune
and take to task

my canary
track winding back
aeroplane jelly
mum’s troubles all packed up now

I live at such a mystery
of how is it
not to be
now, nevermore

I celebrate you were

mum that was
will always be

that which is not you
we’ll scatter and sink
salt of the harbour

who was excited to be here
puzzle of all ahead and me

whiff of the world we return to

now to be all that she
is was could

because the last is past

mum that was
will always be

first heart of mine
from whom life learned

precocious to princess
to tough old chook
with a pointing stick
watch out

and in between
here’s miss
miss can I go out, miss?
mum learned ’em good

if I remember rightly
mum stuck like a tune in my head
and multitude!

mum of the top of the stairs
mercurochrome mum of all remedies
St Mum of  perpetual sacrifice
hatted mum of the picnic sunscreen
kettle on, in conversation
mainly mum indoors

fit as a fiddle
and call her up from anywhere

character
a card
my mum
this world must miss

and mum is of eternity
wherever
whatever
however
that is

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