Lewis Eron

Rookie - 40 Points (July 26,1951 / Englewood, NJ)

Mother Sarah - A Sonnet - Poem by Lewis Eron

Sarah runs races round and round the home’s halls
Ricocheting back and forth, searching for folks not here
To me, invisible, but seen by her far better I fear
Than she sees me. Now tripping, slipping over my foot, she falls
On Marvin’s empty lap who curses her as she calls
To her pappy or brother or asks Marv for a beer
Or a wet, sloppy kiss or ice-cream, chocolate perhaps, to clear
Her mind. Up she stands. Stepping like wind dancing beach balls
She tumbles in her chair and turns and wiggles and rolls
A rumba to lunch or to the mountains, to shopping or school
And picking up every shining object gold, silver, chrome
And eating cookies, candy, pencil tops and donut holes
Wearing haloes, flowers, borrowed beads, beauty’s cruel
Gifts and always moving, rolling, strolling and never finding home

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 4, 2006

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