Monday, March 24, 2014

Flickering embers

an old night
full of fading memories
lost photographic images
framed in the negative
hang restlessly
in the dim
corridors of my past

father watching t.v.
beer in hand
brown slippers
my brothers & me
playing chinese checkers
half the marbles missing
from previous battles

in the kitchen
not to be lonely
& afraid
while all the time
despising all of us
for not helping
to keep her dreams alive