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The Greens of September

Author/illustrator of Whispers of the Goddess & The Quit Smoking Express. Graduate of the Long Ridge Writing Group & Institute for Writers


While I consider my love

of olive green, specifically,

crows caw behind me

and a headache caws

behind my right eye

it's likely from my teeth

and my fear of the dentist

Crickets rub against tall stalks

of state park grass

and every shade of green

brings me peace

An old man patiently sits

as he watches my son fishing

and I wonder if he ever thought

he would get this far

get this age

and then I remember

my mother

She went from assisted living

to the hospital

to the rehab

to the hospital

to the rehab

where just the other day

she swatted me away

a shadow of anger and despair

in her right eye

What is cawing behind it?

Confusion, pain, and desolation

as I watched a shadow of myself

come and go when she said,

"I love you, but you have to leave."

Once more I cried in front of strangers

not ugly ridiculous crying,

no - that was last week

just unstoppable welling up

and leaking tears like a fault

like a crack in a dam

that just needs repair

and now I am wearing long sleeves

last week I hated August

and this week I love September

as the greens threaten us with

their imminent death

and the end of

another finished season

© 2021 Carole Anzolletti


Carole Anzolletti (author) from Connecticut, USA on October 02, 2021:

John, thank you. We all share an innate sadness along the same lines.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on October 01, 2021:

This poem is so touchingly real. A sad but wonderful read.

Carole Anzolletti (author) from Connecticut, USA on October 01, 2021:

Thank you, Brenda. Unfortunately she is suffering with back to back uti infections. She won't eat, take her medication, or engage in therapy. My husband warns me of "the cycle" of giving up to the end of life. Of course we know its imminent. We all suffer together, on different levels. I embrace your words. Thank you.

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on September 30, 2021:

It's so sad to face.

The only hope is that she isn't suffering as she lives in her delusions.

We are the ones who bear the heartache.

Touching write.

Carole Anzolletti (author) from Connecticut, USA on September 30, 2021:

Patty...you made my day. TYSM, wishing you a wonderful evening

Patty Florence from Illinois on September 30, 2021:

So much truth in this poem, sometimes what we must face.

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