Mrs Peeck and husband Clem
provide refuge from my family home
No hugs but felt the love
had no children of their own
Afternoon tea of homemade bread
blackcurrant jam and scalded cream
Home grown fruits preserved in Fowlers jars
a meal at night, silver beet was cooked with steam
Unannounced I'd come to stay
overnight a comfy bed
Dream about old cars and bellows
found in Clems machinery shed
Next day home made lunch was packed
down the hill backto school through long blades of grass
Mrs Peeck we'd ask her age
a question that she'd always pass
Footnote: For those who are interested there is an on line recipe for scalded cream (clotted cream)
The cream I refer to was from a house cow milked by hand
Your pain is shared, Jim;
I go to annoy by car,
not quite on a whim,
to relatives who chatter
‘bout things I'm assured matter.
weekend afternoon...
downtime, a chance to unwind...
unannounced visits
from annoying relatives
shatter my serenity
Flew in with the flu,
Border wouldn’t let her through,
Suddenly she died.
the finality of it
realizing is here to stay
almost welcoming its familiarity
the making peace with it
in its apparent harmony
resigned without fanfare
the sacrificial lamb
emptiness and heartbreak
intertwined and cohabitating
and in you come
out from nowhere
brazen and unapologetic
messing up my plans
to end my days
alone and disheartened
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
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