Tales Untold (mum on Mum)

Maud Lorraine Gottwalls, Age 14

(My Mum.  On back in her beautiful handwriting:

Greensboro High School, Junior Class 1931)

Intimate Unknown  

In our life

Lives we know/didn’t know

even though

 Mother, Father, grand, 2^nd hand

have lives beyond our birth

tales they didn’t tell

tales we did not tell

true tales, not smooth fabrications

made, put-on masks

of lives we did not live

shielding, cautioning

intimate  lives lived

untold, between you

the other

the pain, the pleasure

the fear, the horror, the wonders

not told                                                        yet

sometimes echoing in

the strange canyons of aloneness

in the quiet of night

or the whorl of the crowd

always arriving unaware

unbidden

in the deepest niches of mind

and body

alarms of secrecy

screeching tonelessly

a taste on the wind                        a glimpse

16 August -18 October 2018

©James M. Frase-White  10/2018

Grandpop & Grandmom Gottwalls

w/unknown Girl

My (Step)Father, Joseph F. White & Little me, @1951 or 2

Moon thoughts, Earthy designs

Evolution of a Moondream

©J.M. Frase-White

10" x 10", Acrylic on Canvas

May I ask the Equator, dear?

A sliver edge of moon

hints tomorrow's sun

  as people in Poland

sip mid-day coffee

Night of celestial calm

the crescent yellow-white

echoes the silence of street lights

smiling mirrors of rivermoon

stars glare above silhouette mountains

firing dots into black night

eyes of ancient starfires

hope of our eternity

Are hours longer around the waist of earth?

so much wider than here in the North

where dark in gradient comes

on our revolving home

leading us each day

to new night and sunrise

until we set and join her

in the continual soaring path

circling, circling, circling

in meaningful meaningless life

 © j.m. frase-white 2018 

 4 am, Sept 6/October 9, 2018

Time & Distance

©J.M. Frase-White

10" x 10", Acrylic on Canvas

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