Anything but a warm embrace- her words, her tone, I allow to gurgle through me like so many garbled voices crossing distant waters. Amidst the din, even her mask of blatant disapproval is rendered ineffective.
Weddings and funerals. It is what we had been reduced to. Even they grate on my already chaffed soul, as I anticipate the moments we will be forced to breathe the same air, smiling insufferably for the sake of appearances.
Blurred voices surround the wall of stone on which our ceaseless duel plays out. The silent precipice of no return. But no one seems to notice our stilted stances, or the fact we have worn our war faces to the party.
Then it hits me. This distaste we have for each other, may very well be the only thing we will ever share.. I savor the epiphany. Clutch it to my breast.
Much like I know there must have been a time, when she clutched me, her firstborn, to hers…
All but lost without
you. As are you without me.
But we know. Don’t we?
A Haibun/Haiku written under the influence of Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, Misky’s twiglet, ‘voices crossing water’ and Go Dog Go Cafe’s Tuesday Writing Prompt: ‘blurred thoughts‘. All interwoven to surround Helene’s What Do You See Photo Prompt
Thru Violet's Lentz 
Lovely 😊
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thank you, Misky. I was inspired by your words.
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So, again you’re causing shivers down my spine. Powerful stuff, with just the right choice of words. Impressive. And shiversome, as I said.
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Thank you Crispina. This is part real and part fiction. The fiction being that we ever really see each other…. let alone speak.
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And I only began to tolerate my mother after I moved, sowe only saw each other twice a year, for an hour. That proved to be ample. So I know what you mean. 🙂
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You really struck a nerve with me there: a difficult and complex emotion, so well conveyed.
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Thank you for being able to relate on some level.
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Born into a family does not always include respect or love. Powerful piece.
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Truer words, Stu.. Truer words…
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My own parental relationships mimic some of your drama. I have literally had my share of too many mothers. However, with the latest, and the last… we have reached an agreement of sorts – that other family members still try and ‘correct’.
The business of relationships between two people are really no business of anyone else.
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You had quite the powerful epiphany, a painful and uneasy one to accept. You have such a gift for writing, your pain is so brilliantly expressed! I would love to be able to write with the eloquence you do! Beautiful, just beautiful Violet like you! ❤
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Wow. How did you know my mom and me?
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Hey! Maybe we’re related.
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Sad sentiments Violet. But powerfully written.
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Sometimes the truth is powerfully sad, Len. And then you write about it..
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Powerful and vulnerable. I relate to this so much.
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You just take what you get, and make it work.. Thank you Barry for stopping in and commenting.
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there’s a chaos she surrenders to, that culminates in clarity, your words are powerful Violet
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I do chaos well, Gina. Very perceptive!
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You expressed your sentiments with such clarity Violet, I felt this deeply.
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Thank you, Helene. It’s nice to be heard. Thank you for the ever welcoming venue.
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My pleasure Violet.
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Hi Violet. There isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t think of her. Glad to meet you 🙂
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The meetings described herein are purely poetic license, but I like you, think of her every day. Thank you for being here.
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This is exactly why I love poetry.
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That’s me and my mom. Sort of. My biggest fear is that my daughter and I will end up like this. I frantically beat back the shadows everyday. Very successful piece of writing, honest, and speaks to so many people.
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I am always touched by how many people share the sentiments of a difficult maternal relationship with me. Thank you for speaking up and letting both of us know we are not alone. Welcome, Jackie to this little corner of my world.
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It always breaks my heart when I see this type of “relationship” – having witnessed it with friends and family and their parents/families. It makes me ever so grateful for mine.
So very well done.
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As well you should be, Dale. I am always amazed at how many women share a situation similar to mine with their mother. It’s sad, but I feel comfort in knowing I am not alone.
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You are not. Why some mothers and daughters have such a rough go of it… I just don’t know.
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for me, this is about a world that keeps fighting their own kinsmen in the name of race and destroying the earth that sustains it
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And a very valid take that is. Thanks for stopping by my little corner of the world.
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The bitter reality, but as you say, it’s down to us, how we respond, we know.
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And so prevalent, Paul. Thank you so much for stopping by!
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Most welcome Violet
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