“Grandmother”


(Hexsonnetta- iambic hexameter)

Grandmother

Awakened much too soon;
so premature that glow,
her budding mouth was closed.
So warm but without bloom;
so silent as the tomb,
the sound within her froze

Her marker leaves no joy
though flowers shadow where
her mom has left them there.
A faded, rattled toy_
the sun a faithful ploy
as if it somehow cared.

And so my rose is gone
and in my heart; no song.

2 Comments on ““Grandmother””

  1. Hannah Gosselin
    June 8, 2013 at 3:24 pm #

    So somberly beautiful, Jackie. ♥

    Like

  2. jacquelinecaseypoetry
    June 8, 2013 at 8:06 pm #

    Thank you, Hannah. It is about an old wound…

    Like

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