- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Mona's Song
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A year ago, assisted with her living,
We'll Meet Again she sang with me.
Tonight it might as well have been a wind chime
tintinnabulum;
she can't recall a single word
as Gina asks her Daddy why
she has to sing for her. He says "The rhyme
will help make Nonna sleep,"
but after rock-a-by
the baby falls, she twitters like a bird.
While both the aides put on their latex gloves,
I whisper, "Mamma," cheek to cheek, "Capishe?
Those songs we treasured never will be lost,
the World War Two that swung,
and even country lovelorn twang"
that was so Bronx Italian wrong.
Where Gina hears some bird that chirps, the noise
I hear is Vera Lynn
when 1-2-3 the glove worn aides
turn bedsores up.
It's Mona's song.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 11 years agoleaving the results in limbo. TK U MLJ LV NV
demure101over 11 years agowith the other comments - It makes what I experienced with my mother-in-law spring back to life. Painful - beautiful.
Desejoover 11 years agoThe revised version is better, but it was a keeper even before that. I hope you have these collected somewhere or share them with your family (I'm assuming this is about your mother, which may or may not be the case).
greenmountaineerover 11 years agoAuthorYou're absolutely right. So focused as I was on maintaining the meter, I completely ignored a Poetry 101 rule of thumb. Edited:
A year ago, assisted with her living,
Mona sang "We'll Meet Again" with me.
Tonight it might as well have been a wind chime
tintinnabulum,
for Mona can't recall a word
as Gina asks her Daddy "Why
does Nonna need a song?" He says "The rhyme
will help make Nonna sleep,"
but after rock-a-by
the baby falls, she twitters like a bird.
Angelineover 11 years agothough you might want to tinker with that first strophe and all its pronouns. The ending is abrupt and a bit odd, but I think that's a good thing.
