No Curtain Call?

LIFE’S PLAY

BY

PAT ENGEBRECHT

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WE CHOOSE OUR CAST

OR DO WE?

PREORDAINED? OR PLANNED?

 

THE MASKS WE WEAR

WOMEN SHARE

          SEEKING AND WITHDRAWING

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      DAUGHTER CAME, DANCED A WHILE.

               LIFE’S  LIGHTS DIMMED

DARKNESS SWIRLED, SHE

DISAPPEARED

LEAVING MISTY BROTHERS

    TO DANCE HER SONG.

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GRAND CHILDREN PLAY THEIR PART

               WARMING MY HEART

         I FADE AS THEY COME INTO FOCUS

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HUSBAND LOVES…I GLOW

WITH TIME WE GROW

             EVER CLOSER

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    THE DRUMMING GROWS

   LOUDER…FASTER

     THE COFFEE SIMMERS

           THE LIGHTS GROW DIMMER

  THE CURTAIN CLOSES…SILENCE

NO APPLAUSE, NO CURTAIN CALLS. 

 

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                                                                     ONLY SILENCE

 

 

EARTH SANDALS

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YOUR  EARTH SANDALS

 

BY  PAT ENGEBRECHT

You had no more need 

of  sandals for your feet.

Nor of a body infested with demons

                 Your love and courage could not defeat.

         Why? Why?

  Unknowing…why they fed

           Upon your love with hate

                Consuming all but your soul.

                                I do not know.

Triumphantly you left them here

Left them all behind

Shook free of death’s final grasp

To be free, free at last,

free at last!

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Together you and I deny…

Deny separation.

Your spark lives on…

You are not gone.

You and I still wander here

         In earthly sandal shoes.

With our toes in silky sand

Planting flowers in earth’s rich land.

We protest,  you and I…

                       Together we take a stand

              Against injustice, against the wars

                                    That infest this suffering land.

Always one, we celebrate

               The birth of family souls.

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 Sometimes the ache

          Of my unknowing

      Stops my breath–takes its toll.

          Yet, in the quiet of the night

  I feel you close, tho out of sight

I know you’re near…you sooth my fear

With perfect love that flows

 Across the abyss of my unknowing.

Each day I slide my feet

                     Into your earth- scuffed shoes.

                             It seems I’ve yet to understand…

                    I must pay my earthly dues.

Together  we travel in memory

                                   Until the day I too will  leave

          Your shoes all scuffed and worn,

                                  When into a new life I will be born.

          There is no death,  you and I

                    Together always…will forever share

                                                       The peace of perfect love.

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