He
likes to walk ahead,
Because
Jedi protect and serve
And
bring peace
He
doesn’t have to be a Jedi,
This
son of mine IS peace
He’s
the warm soul, the open heart, the compassion
He
takes care of me, I’m sad
To
be the mom who needs the electronic cart,
As
if I were infirm and elderly
Infirm
it is, but not willingly
NOT
WILLINGLY
He
waves one hand, the door
Swishes
open before him,
Obeying
The Force, which is strong in this one,
His
cousin once said
And
he’s never forgotten
Gently
he leads me to the bench, and goes off
He
needs a vehicle to complete his mission,
A
vehicle for the old woman who can’t breathe
A
vehicle to allow her some independence
A
vehicle she won’t like, but Jedi will do
Anything
required
Missions,
you know, take them all,
Serve
and guide
My
Jedi returns, grinning, because Jedi,
Know
vehicles and ships and modes of transportation
Others
despise
“Here
Mom, I got one fully charged and it’s really fast I think you’ll like it much
better than that one that wouldn’t steer at Walmart and ran out of battery and
then there were none left and I had to find you the chair and you got all
upset. Here Mom, just get in. I’m staying by your side and I’ll take care
of you.”
He’s
not thinking Jedi today, well except the ingrained door thing
He’s
thinking Mom.
And
he does it with the grace and skill of a master
JEDI.
One of my goals this year was to learn new forms of poetry. This one is called "Sketchbook" poetry. You can sketch like people who actually can draw to capture the scene, then write about it. However, this scene is old, but I stored it in my mental video section, and then "sketched" it with words. The main idea is that it's not edited, it's a rough sketch. I have NEVER EVER pushed publish on something that I just threw on to the paper.
I'm linked up at d'Verse, the poets pub where I like to hang out when I have the night to do what I want. It's not too late to join. Write your own poem and link up. Talk to others. Have a pint and wander around perusing new poets. (They're probably not sketching because that's a make-up assignment...)
~Tina
