Caught Looking Away

Caught Looking Away

A Chapter by TL Boehm
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random thoughts of Matriarchs, and mavens, and who we are when we aren't who we want to be.

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His matriarch set off in the brilliant burn

Pre-monsoon summer skies as she flies

Home to Big Blue and strawberry fields, rolling sand dunes

Studded with peaches and cream stalks full corn ears

Past the gunmetal  hulls - Motor City madness

Send that cheap crap back to China

Import ratchet dreams that obsolesce faster than a preteen’s

Boy band crush

We left our polite goodbyes on padded benches in the Sunport

Trekked the cement labyrinthine path back to the car

Sprawled myself out in the backseat

Marinating in my bipolar haze of relief and regret

Two weeks of my soft under parts presented  

Respect for the Alpha who never hacked up a rabbit

At the mere sound of my keening cries

Sate the pack tomorrow I’m off the forest floor

In all my ears back, feral, foaming at the fangs glory

Salient thought abandoned on the crest of a stressed induced migraine

And the whelps yipping for pricey coffee with caramel drizzles

 

She broke my bleary eyed unfocused reverie

Wrangling two carts corralled by bits of ragged twine in the parking lot

As she ferreted through her peculiar tinsel adorned collection

Scraggly plastic wreaths, sad ghosts of Christmas past

And her grizzled locks wound round a red velveteen door decoration

Muted hues against her transient mantle

I caught myself looking away…

A triad of flies buzzed her presence

The dull thrum of something important forgotten

She shuffled to a center table

Arranging dusky floral skirts and kohl layered clothing

With hands caked with cracked black grit

Fingers studded with grimey chunk costume jewelry

Dug at the lid on a generic bulk bowl of noodle soup

While baristas and capri clad patrons skirted her table

As though they were restless waves

Fleeing before the power of God across the Red sea

And me sucking spun fat from the top of an overpriced iced concoction

Without pittance in my pocket

Caught myself staring…

Waiting….

For someone else to do the Christian thing

 

Is that how a Freak rolls?

Tongue lolling for the opportunity

When crazy plants itself

In the high backed chair in front of you

And pops open a styro container of “stroke in a cup”

Do you flash that cash wrapped round a tract

Put a hand on her weary back and pray

Do you simply look away

Caught up in awkward indecision

Uncomfortable in your urban bubble

This is latte day at Starbee’s for God’s sake

And she never put a hand out for help

Or spoke a single word

As if a bag of Oprah’s cut leaf tea would

Change her world.

Or yours.

Pride goeth before Christmas wreaths, and shopping carts

And pot metal costume jewels

 

Under the cool blur of my ceiling fan I glance skyward for answers

Offer a smattering of plaintive prayers

For matriarchs

And mavens with dull velveteen bows in their hair

For my children

For release from the pain at the back of my brain

And the constricting grip of entitlement torqueing my brittle heart

God breathes in moments missed

When we simply look away…

TL Boehm 
08/21/2014 



© 2016 TL Boehm



Author's Note

TL Boehm
The day my MIL left after a two week visit, we stopped in at a local Starbucks in the Burque and ran into this woman in the parking lot. She now has a permanent if cramped home in my memory.

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heh. this is pretty good. I could see everything. It almost gets a bit too wordy at times, but not really. You have a good grasp of language, and when the s**t got too heavy, there was a bit of slang or something. Slang always brings me back.
Poems about the people in the dregs tend to often wind up sounding like poems about busted hearts or something, like, really self-righteous. This didn't, and I read the whole thing. Good job.

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TL Boehm

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thank you so much Waconda Springs. Nice to meet you. I do have to watch myself with getting wordy. I.. read more



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DJ
Brutal truth told in self effacing language,feeling the palpable pulse of the human condition,excellent write.

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

thank you so much DJ
heh. this is pretty good. I could see everything. It almost gets a bit too wordy at times, but not really. You have a good grasp of language, and when the s**t got too heavy, there was a bit of slang or something. Slang always brings me back.
Poems about the people in the dregs tend to often wind up sounding like poems about busted hearts or something, like, really self-righteous. This didn't, and I read the whole thing. Good job.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

thank you so much Waconda Springs. Nice to meet you. I do have to watch myself with getting wordy. I.. read more
TL one of your best, I was lost in your words and the depth what you wrote amazed me. Bravo!

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

thank you so much. I am humbled by your kind review.
A. Amos

3 Years Ago

You're most welcome my friend
Wow...you write with such depth and meaning. There are so many layers to your poem - not only rich with imagery but with emotion that I could feel in every line. The last few lines gave me goosebumps. An amazing poem Tammy.

:) Julie

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

thank you Julie - migraines are great inspirations unfortunately.
What a rich, deep flow of thoughts and feelings.. born from this experience... how wondrous to see life singing into you and moving out in words flavored by your beautiful heart and soul...

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

thank you Craig. I wasn't feeling very light that's for sure.
I felt like I was reading James Joyce! Such visions.

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

Oh God -that's so kind of you. I was concerned it wouldn't be received well.
Beautifully told poignant like how you weave the stories matriarchs can do that colour your world view .caffeine to soothe the soul.lovely write

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

Thank you moon! You're a peach!
rita said it better than I could ever do, but then you wrote it better than I could ever do...Brutally beautiful and mesmerising....INSPIRED!

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much. You're a kind soul.
Dr. Wood ?

3 Years Ago

Some say....Nah...You have talent girl.....I won't say the obvious because I know you will not stop .. read more
This poem really took me on an adventure through your world Tammy. So many dark turns, but all leading to the light at the end of the tunnel. I really enjoyed reading this today.

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

Thank you Willweb.
This is astounding! Not only the imagery but power of the words conveyed, took my breath away! A hard slap, almost and yet so finely tuned in, wow...just wow xo

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TL Boehm

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much Poppy!
Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Years Ago

My pleasure hon! xo

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