AHO Speaks

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The Kitchen - Poem by AHO Speaks

Next to my bed and the room with a T.V.
The kitchen was the most important to me.

It was my Mothers holy room of miracles to eat
A room where my Mother reigned and destroyed defeat.

Home from school in terrible despair
I wanted to end it all and just didn't care.

Ma would ask her penetrating question of; 'is that you'?
Who did she think it was, some young Wahool

My Mother must have cooked for God it was so good
She could destroy my despair like a stick of wood
A redemption and a renewal her cooking could.

The kitchen was for eating all meals except for holidays
Then it was going into the dining room for eating the proper ways.

The kitchen was the gathering place for the clan
My Father always pontificating and smoking, because he was a man.
He seemed to be a man thing standing next to the stove to smoke
Listening to my Father tell all his repetive old jokes

I'll have more to say about the kitchen but; for now; 'that's all folks'

10-11-05 Aho Speaks

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 27, 2010

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