PATERNAL COUSINS GATHERED

When we learned our elderly, kind granddad had died,
all paternal cousins traveled, gathered and cried.
Later, the ‘reception drive’ offered varied rides;
in Rachel’s auto, they shared a liquor-filled flask
and in Rob’s ancient van, a joint or two was passed.
If any cousin did not seek a high that day,
Terry drove sober now that she was freely gay.

At the reception, we all loved, giggled and shared.
Funny, that the sober car was the last one there!
In time, we caught up using our familiar flair.

Rob, Rachel and Rita’s Father had been paroled.
Rob still refused to pay taxes or live controlled.
Rachel lost her job when her flask fell out and rolled.
Rita found Jesus after holding marigolds
and walking naked down a long suburban road.

Mark was racing fast cars, playing music in bars
and had built a planetarium to view stars.
His maternal grandmother supplied the dollars
so why not avoid wearing a working collar?
Terry shared the same dollars-aplenty, flow-jar.
She had just graduated college with honors,
moved in with Sue (who then quit work as a mauler),
and now barely leaves their home built near water.

I shared my struggle to work a forty-hour week,
make sure my special needs child never feels defeat
and bear my third spouse, who keeps a petulant heat.
When a toast or a toke to Granddad was complete,
Mark grabbed his guitar and set a steady, good beat.
Each cuz, in turn, sang their made up line which was neat:

“We’re from the family tree of true dysfunction.
What others call stupid, we see as brave gumption.
We do not take kindly to outside instruction
stalling our families’ chaotic production.
If we pass loud gas, we won’t care if others laugh.
Now, just like real life, our song has gone off track.”
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Martin Avatar
December 7, 2016 at 1:09 PM
I know families like this - as we all probably do. Makes this even more humerous! Congrats! :-)
Smith Avatar
December 7, 2016 at 12:41 PM
They all sound vaguely familiar, congratulations CayCay...
Lamoureux Avatar
December 7, 2016 at 8:43 AM
Sounds like an interesting bunch. Congrats on your win.
Carter Avatar
September 4, 2016 at 8:43 PM
Fun poem. Colorful characters.
Davey Avatar
June 21, 2016 at 6:30 PM
Congrats on your placement in my Chaos contest I love the ending stanza baring the truth, great write
Makama Avatar
May 30, 2016 at 11:24 AM
Great write, beautiful lines. A well deserved 7
Nau Avatar
May 28, 2016 at 4:07 PM
Hey! The true American Family (as it were). No more 1950's Norman Rockwell at any memorial/funeral I've been to recently. Colorful and true characters. This is clever, well written, funny, and a great portrayal of people dealing with loss, each other, and still true to themselves! A7
Onclaud Avatar
May 28, 2016 at 5:29 AM
a roller-coaster of a story which delivers the fun goods, cay.. what an imagination!..huggs
Allison Avatar
May 27, 2016 at 3:24 PM
such an amusing write CayCay really made me laugh out loud at the fabulous imagery you penned I could picture the scenes so vividly lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Marcum Wong Avatar
May 27, 2016 at 11:37 AM
This entry is so amusing and humorous it is sure to capture Brian's attention CayCay. I think we all tend to have dysfunction in our families. Mine sure does. What a great entry this is my friend! Brava! #7. ; )
Godwin Avatar
May 27, 2016 at 12:04 PM
Hi, Sweetie - so good to see you. Please know I am focusing on trying to carve out time to do more reading and commenting. In the South, we cousins say "fixin to" (that is true), so I'm fixin to do better, later - now I must clean, it is imperative! Love your reaction to my mostly fictional write. Thank you and all the best ... CayCay
Raha Avatar
May 27, 2016 at 11:10 AM
WoW!!! I don't know how to react but I am mini-stunned.reading you after a long time,you haven't lost your touch.
Godwin Avatar
May 27, 2016 at 12:06 PM
Hey, you! Seeing you reminds me that I miss you and want to visit your page, have no idea why I have not! You are one of my favorite nature and 'space' writers. So much to do here always! Thank you for your kind words, they mean much ... CayCay
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