My Poetry

Paintwriting Too/Two

At lunch I sat waiting for words
     From my elder Mother dear
Something about our family history
     A story, I never did hear.

So old now, three score, ten and more
     Her body ravaged by time
With a hand that shakes food she takes
     But her mind is sharp as a tack

Then her words come, taking us back
     Decades fall away, words flow out
My childhood comes and goes, as does hers
     Parents and grands she talks about

In moments of this millennial day
     Years from last millennium come my way
Tuesday's postman, it's twelve fifteen
     My ears hear her but he is seen

Letters, advertisement and a book too!
     Grant? New York? What? Who?
Befuddled sit I, marking time
     Why I wonder, a rue of rhyme?

I think I've got it!
I'm almost done.
How did you know to share the fun?
          Across time and cyberspace
Causing me
Perhaps dear bard
          To paint Joyce's tree.

William R. Eubank
Tuesday, July 12, 2000
Raytown, Missouri

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William R. Eubank
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