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Saturday, May 15, 2010


Fingers coursing beads
in a room turned caramel
by pulled shades,

an ancient lady
prays, locked in her bed beneath
a picture of Jesus,

and breathes medicinal
odors of age & death while
her sister dusts rungs

on a wicker chair.

Originally published in A Matter of MindFoothills Publishing, Kanona, NY © 2004.
© copyright 2010 the Grandpa at The Word Mechanic Blog
All rights reserved.


  1. Oh wow, you've done it again...I love this, Grandpa...I do love the succinct, the searingly honest depiction....

  2. Exquisite slice of life here, GP.