Helen

Unpredictable.
Lightning flashes,
hot licks that seared your soul.
Rosary beads tucked in drawer
near lace-edged handkerchiefs
and candy wrappers.
Pinochle, canasta
she held the deck,
played war occasionally.
A one-man woman she
danced to big band sounds.
Buried sister, son
two birthdays apart,
hers not theirs.
Gone these many years,
she still pops in and out
unpredictably.

mom

Walt is hosting dVerse Poets’ Pub today, asking us to write about a character.
She was indeed.

45 thoughts on “Helen

  1. Glenn Buttkus May 17, 2016 / 3:09 pm

    Lovely tribute; my mother died at 39 in ’66, my mother-in-law died last year in July right after her 90th birthday. I miss them both.

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  2. Walt Wojtanik May 17, 2016 / 3:24 pm

    Beautifully depicted, Lillian! That is surely one lady that has made an impression.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 8:59 am

      Thank you, Walt. As I mentioned — your prompt took me back in time, thinking about so many folks.

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  3. little learner May 17, 2016 / 4:03 pm

    You did it, and you did it so beautifully! You didn’t tell us about her, you shared her with us. You revealed her through her idiosyncratic actions. This is wonderful! Thank you!

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:00 am

      She was quite the unpredictable one!

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  4. therisa May 17, 2016 / 4:22 pm

    Truly, a character study, Lillian, in the highest order. Felt like, I was meeting Helen, for the first time, with your descriptive verses.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:01 am

      Thank you! So glad you got to meet her πŸ™‚

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  5. whimsygizmo May 17, 2016 / 4:57 pm

    This is sketched with sharp edges, but – somehow – a tender center. Love it, Lill.

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    • lillian May 17, 2016 / 5:18 pm

      Oh my — you have no idea how true your words are here.
      Glad you enjoyed.

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  6. Grace May 17, 2016 / 6:10 pm

    Truly a unique and fascinating character Lillian ~ I specially love:

    Pinochle, canasta
    she held the deck,
    played war occasionally.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:02 am

      Glad you enjoyed, Grace. Tippin’ my second morning cup to you!

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  7. Sanaa Rizvi May 17, 2016 / 6:26 pm

    Such a tender and heartfelt tribute.. ❀
    Beautifully penned.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  8. jillys2016 May 17, 2016 / 6:59 pm

    The unpredictable bookends are delicious slices of bread for the sandwich – so sharp – in between! You paint with a palette knife rather than watercolor blur. Beautiful and focused!

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:03 am

      Oh what a wonderful reply! πŸ™‚ Smiling I am — many thanks.

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  9. Charley May 17, 2016 / 6:59 pm

    What Sanaa said and more! And that picture! We all should have such people popping in! What fun!

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:03 am

      She was quite the unpredicatable one. I do love this picture of her πŸ™‚

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  10. kaykuala (@hankkaykuala) May 17, 2016 / 8:51 pm

    hers not theirs.
    Gone these many years
    she still pops in and out
    unpredictably

    Those with a good heart outlived others. They stayed on to bring cheer to all and sundry! Rightly said, Lilian!

    Hank

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  11. durfeem May 18, 2016 / 5:44 am

    I also knew a woman of similar character, she is with me yet though long gone.

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    • Grace May 18, 2016 / 7:03 am

      By the way, Lillian, this is Mark from the Walking Man ~

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      • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:11 am

        Thanks, Grace. I just went over and saw his blog. Will see his poem in a bit when I get to my dVerse reading this morning.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:05 am

      They do pop in and out of our memories — πŸ™‚

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  12. kim881 May 18, 2016 / 6:16 am

    Beautifully done, Lillian. I love those last lines because they are so familiar:
    Gone these many years,
    she still pops in and out
    unpredictably.
    Do you sometimes catch a hint of her scent in the air or suddenly sing a song that she loved? I still talk to my nan when I need her.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 9:10 am

      It is true, right? Something will trigger that memory — So glad you enjoyed this one. I do love this picture of her — so much better than many of the more formal or posed ones we have.

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    • lillian May 18, 2016 / 8:45 am

      Thank you so very much for the kind words.

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  13. katiemiafrederick May 18, 2016 / 4:20 pm

    ELder mEmories
    sweeT and soUr
    olD of grey
    younG aT
    heARt
    DancE
    of SoUL
    LiVes oN
    iN oUr eYes
    meeT aGaiN
    heARt fLies
    SingS SpiRiT
    SonG oF wE..:)

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    • lillian May 19, 2016 / 6:57 am

      Smiling I am with my morning cup on this side of the world. πŸ™‚

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  14. AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack May 19, 2016 / 6:03 am

    Lillian
    in Helen’s smile your words resonate
    there is something to the beguiling wisdom of the aged we’ll never grasp until we shuffle over to that side of the golden bridge
    sometimes words help us view from our side of the span – bring us into a deep-lined face bearing exquisite eyes –
    your verse here is one of those magical ‘transportive’ works
    am:)

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    • lillian May 19, 2016 / 7:01 am

      Yes — this is my favorite picture of my mom. I like it much better than the more formal ones or the ones she posed with others for etc. Here’s to many cups before our shuffle tme arrives!

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  15. AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack May 19, 2016 / 4:25 pm

    Apologies here, my dear friend.
    I did not realize this image was that of your cherished mother. I should have known from her dynamic smile. She looks like the best part of many wonderfully warm characters pressed into one glorious soul.
    am:)

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    • lillian May 19, 2016 / 6:40 pm

      Not to worry….she was truly an unpredictable one with flashes of lightning in the mix.

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