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Listening to What She Wants to Hear| #1000Speak

Bernie’s bare finger taps table top

Trying to bring a ring to life.

tap-tap tap-tap tap-tap

He talks of his work. Job.

Mom. Oh how his mother rails against him.

She’s on a fast track to a nursing home.

It would be better for him.

Out of his hair. For her too.

Someone else’s care.

His greasy angry lays heavy against

Bernie’s lungs. She’s not sure when she would breathe

if they were together.

But he’s single.

No kids.

Good job.

Isn’t she about that life?

She wasn’t sure,

The Wild Turkey was telling her to drink more.

With enough inside, she could go on a ride

Problems resolved behind closed doors,

back pressed against a wall.

As he went on about how mother’s lack of support,

zero appreciation.

But it rested on his shoulders,

younger siblings too busy being young- useless.

His fist balled, quick motion and he poured his anger out into the table. *crack*

The sound reverberated .

Forks clattering against dishes, murmured words,

shoes clacking against marble tile.

Ceased.

Eyes on them.

She excels at ignoring things.

Laid loving hands on him.

It’s going to be alright, she whispered.

Such passion, he had. Just needed it diverted into something positive.

Anyone with that kind of passion had divine right make things happen.

She could make them happen.

Mold him.

But he was such a kind man to want to take care of

everyone despite their failings.

A hero really.

He put family first before everything.

She respected that.

Respected him.

Even if there fear fluttered on the edge.

She assumed she would love him one day.

 

Hears

This month’s theme is Listening for #1000Speak for Compassion. I was thinking about Bernie from my WIP Blood Roses and Honeysuckles at the beginning of her dating her now husband. She had heard what she wanted to hear. And now things aren’t quite what she wanted.

There’s still time to link up. Go to the  for #1000 SpeakCompassion Facebook page and link up there.

 

Other poems in the Blood Roses Group if you haven’t checked them out already:

A Guessing Game

About Addy’s Mama

 

Aloha ya’ll!

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