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Gladly would I die
for your love, my dear...No! Wait!
Just kidding! Just kid...
For Andrea's 'Show me the funny' contest
tempting many a fool
seductive curves tantalize
thoughts of the dark side
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Okay, the scene. My stepmom's funeral.
I was very upset. I was close to my 'mum,' who my father had married in his fifties, long after I was grown and on my own. Mum and I talked about everything. I knew her heart, her ways. She always took the time to do her hair, dress nicely.
She died of leukemia. From the onset of the disease until her funeral was 5 WEEKS. It was sudden and devastating. She lost all her hair except for a tuft and she would not let my father cut the matts from her last remaining lock. She wept over her looks, her swollen features, her bald head, her 'strangeness.'
I had been told by her long ago that she wanted a closed casket.
I said this to her sons.
What did they say?
Funerals are not for the dead, they are for the living!
I was fit to be tied! I was FURIOUS that her wishes were being ignored.
I had no power as the stepdaughter. Her sons insisted on an open casket. They did not buy her a wig. She was viewed with a small kerchief tied around her head, her makeup a garish, botched job. She looked nothing like the woman we loved.
I know she would have hated this. What woman wouldn't????
I was mourning, beyond upset and also furious that her wishes were ignored.
This senryu is about the look that passed between me and my stepbrothers as they saw up close what their 'arrangements' had done to a woman who had always strived to 'gussy' up for any outing. They had DISMISSED her.
So... here is my poem... does it capture this? Is there another way? How would you rewrite this?
a stranger sleeps –
her open casket
closes all conversation
Gently I strum her
Her melody fills me ear
For you all to hear
She extends her hearing there
A bird chirps along
She stands there
Her heart all askew…
Form Modern Senryu
Woman floating high
She carries a magic wand
Man tries discerning
What lies within woman's breast
Hidden cannot see.
(January 15, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
beauty but skin deep she spoke her inner accent jargon bone ugly