“Well-behaved women seldom make history.” Laurel Thatcher Ulrich
The Aunt She was cool when I was nine, all cigarettes and wine, much to my mother's chagrin, and worse, she was accused of trying to be Jacki O, scandalising my puritan mother with tales of affairs and raw lust that were fun to eavesdrop even if they weren't completely true, but as they say, where there's smoke there's fire; when I was twelve she was all bikini and laughter, the best of hosts, the life of the party, unlike the mausoleum gathered around her; when I was fifteen she liked to tease, all topless and conversed excitement, and the days drifted as did time, until one day, a note said she'd gone, the eulogy said lover of life and I guess she gave me some. Copyright 2021 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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Well drawn, Sir.
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Thank you Ron, which tells me you can see her, which is a wonderful response.
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Memories!
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And such good ones, thank you
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So sorry you lost her so young, Paul 😦
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Not too young, but it came as a surprise.
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Lovely poem,beautifully written 😀😀👍👍
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Thank you so much 🙂
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sounds like she was fun!!
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She was, something changed around when she turned sixty though and it became more a memory.
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“unlike the mausoleum gathered around her;” loved this line, Paul. What a character she must have been!
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She really was, and fun to be around.
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Everyone should have someone like this in the family if only to give them something to shake their heads about.
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O I so agree Patricia, and she really did provide that.
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Everyone should have a colourful aunt.
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Yes, imagine life without such people? Gah! She brought colour.
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A sad little poem, in the end.
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Well seen Liz, yes she ended not as she lived and then the light went out.
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It’s always so sad to watch that happen.
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yes, and I’ve seen it too many times through my role.
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My dad saw a lot of it as well.
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Yes, I would anticipate that – I think those who work with people see too much really.
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Greetings
I am a seventeen year old aspiring writer from India. My debut poetry book – Caffeine and Compassion is expected to be published this month. I would be grateful if you would be interested in reviewing and if possible recommending my book to your community so that I can expand my readership. Please revert back with your email Id so that I can send you the pdf format of my soon to be pubished book. Hoping for a positive response
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At the moment I’m a bit pressed for time so wouldn’t be able to fit that for a few weeks but if you’re not in a hurry? Let me know.
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Yes sir, It can wait. Let me know whenever you would be free. Thank you
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Sure
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you so much for the reblogs Chuck, so very kind.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Have a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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Aunts like that are the best!
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O absolutely, she was unafraid and a true child of the 50s/60s.
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Beautiful💜
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Many thanks for that. 🙂
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oh Paul, what a heartfelt honest poem lost long before you would have to know. love your reflections. 💖💖💖
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Thank you Cindy, yes, she was such a colourful person. And thank you for the kind thoughts too.
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You’re so welcome Paul-:) Take good care my friend💕😘
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Yes, it came as a surprise, she died while out shopping which seemed fitting in some way.
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I love this poem of tribute – I think you encapsulated this life so well
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Many thanks Indeed.
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I enjoyed reading this, Paul. Robert regales me with tales about his colorful aunt. She was larger than life and often outrageous! He still has a small picture of her on his office wall. Have a lovely weekend! ❤
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Hope your weekend is progressing well. Yes, aunts like these should be celebrated 🙂
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