On Death and On Siblings

DEATH WATCH

This was written some years after sitting by the bedside of a friend who died of Aids.

With a hiccup and a hiss,
he entered into the abyss-
If to grief, it to bliss-
I can only swear to this-
He entered into the abyss
With a hiccup and a hiss

On Siblings

To expect graciousness and
courtesy from your siblings
is to fish in dry pond.

Siblings are not companions;
They are competitors for
The same, full comforting teat.

I am trying to collect all the pieces I’ve written over the years into one collection. Not easy.

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About elrondsilvermaul

I never know what to say about myself. I let what I write try to speak as to who I am. I can only add, here, that I am 72, live in a nursing home, am twenty years a cancer survivor, and identify as a gay male. I intend to use this blog as storage for poems? written over the long years (and still being written). This does not preclude other uses.
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