Patches of a Quilt

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2  #279 – Finding Out About Yourself
As we continue on down life’s trail, we reach further into the unknown. We do not know what will happen, or when, or how. We do know the here. We know the now. And we also know the things that got us to this point. Somewhere along the line we’ve learned things about ourselves that we maybe never expected. What is one thing that you found out about yourself on this journey that has sort of surprised you or changed you? Write it in your poem.

As a child I felt
I was my own unique
self. In teenage years
I decided I was not
remotely like either
parent, and thankful.
Now, in my Winter,
strange sentences come
out of my mouth. They
sound so familiar.
They are. I use all
the words my father made up
for things. Critiques
of old films mom and I watched,
I agree with. I look
at a person of considerable
age with perfectly sculpted
features, and tight, smooth
skin, and I hear my mother’s
voice, “Well, she had work done.”

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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