Ma Belle


Ma Belle

We have many calls in which she mainly talks
about the phone–”this one” that’s
“not working” or–”wait”–this one
that’s “better.”

I should write her more letters.

Only I think she likes–”wait”–
“no, let me try
this one–”
She doesn’t actually have
so many.

We proceed
by misdirection–
“Thursday,” I say;

She tells me of the one, two, three, four, five
saved meals (on wheels)
that we can have when
I come”Tuesday, right?”
“wait–let me try
this one–”

It almost sounds funny
written down.

draft little poem for Real Toads Open Platform and some number for April, National Poetry Month. 


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8 Comments on “Ma Belle”

  1. It does sound funny… but it can never be. Of course if your mother remember this is important… in my mother’s case I could say wednesday and she would have forgotten anyway…

  2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade Says:

    Almost … but pierces my heart too.

  3. Kerry O'Connor Says:

    Miscommunication takes on a life of its own.

  4. Sanaa Rizvi Says:

    Beautifully written 🙂

  5. Mama Zen Says:

    This is very, very familiar! Well done, K.

  6. Beautiful but I also felt somewhat sad. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

  7. She sounds like my mother-in-law. I miss her never getting a conversation right talks.

  8. Polly Says:

    Poignant and so sadly identifiable to too many – smashing poem k. x

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