The clouds loomed straight down that morn on the track-heads.
We were always crying, in our spare lives, put-upon sisters,
Carrying two, small, black cases like dead skin on an animal.
We were better off from the rented parents batched in a mean.
Grownups, always aloud, cross-legged on their stern seats,
Heads bobbing-up and down like snakes in a still sea; biting
Words as they cursed us. We are inseparable as two cork dolls;
We slipped through a keyhole passage and inched into the shadows,
Our fingers cold and red from the solitude. We read from the good book.

Our staunch stone eyes stared for a passage, beyond an inconstant
Life. A place where children twirl like colored tops and gallop on
Merry-go-round horses. But in this sunless air, our fingers pointed to a
Blackness. Our parents, two warped shadows came searching in dark repose;
Their shapes long, dull to a pigment of thorns. We kicked and fought,
They tried to shut our mouth-holes, we screamed. The sky clouded over as
If it were out of breath; our faces whitened to a sheet. The blue eyes of
Authority comforted. The shine of this small thing was sweet in our hearts;
We hardly knew ourselves. Life now had a good smell, we are no longer owned.

Copyright © 07/16/2019 lance sheridan®


65 comments on “Sisters

  1. So beautiful ! Thank you, Lance.

  2. NZain says:

    “We read from the good book.” Always a pleasure reading your thoughts, Lance.

  3. Linda Moon says:

    Heartfelt rhythms towards the sound of freedom…

    You are a painter
    of emotions
    through words ~🌺~

  4. shellteacup says:

    Wow, powerful words. Beautiful.

  5. francisashis says:

    Thanks a lot sir for sharing the lovely poem.

    • You’re very welcome… and, thank you for sharing your wonderful writings.

      • francisashis says:

        Thank you so much sir for reading. I am not capable of writing something wonderful but it is your company and your contents that always inspire me to write something catchy and meaningful. 🙏🌹🙏🌹🙏🌹🙏🌹🙏🌹🙏🌹

  6. This feels like horror with a happy ending.You were able to swing me on the pendulum of emotions with this one Lance. Visceral, and yet a rainbow down the line. Amazing how you told your tale!

  7. Very beautiful! thank you Lance, you are great!

  8. Lori M-I says:

    So dark. I’m left with a sense of foreboding. It’s quite effective.

  9. Silent Hour says:

    I loved the dark notes, the horror element. One more excellent piece of work.

  10. highlanderviews says:

    Very powerful…beautifully written.

  11. ab nach Hause says:

    Excellent work.

  12. lampmagician says:

    Our fingers cold and red from the solitude. We read from the good book.
    I just wonder how do you find and combine such as wonderful pictures in words 👍🙏

  13. lampmagician says:

    Reblogged this on lampmagician and commented:
    Excellent! 👍

  14. Beautiful writing Lance!

  15. Beautiful very visual soul wrenching reading your words today. How the little girls suffered in a poverty stricken world. Did their parents suffocate them as they screamed and kicked. Did they find peace in death?
    The shine of this small thing was sweet in our hearts;
    We hardly knew ourselves. Life now had a good smell, we are no longer owned
    I shudder with the ending.

  16. Impressive!
    Beautifully done.
    Greetings from the beautiful Rhine-Highlands / Gemany….

  17. Yeka says:

    How compelling . Pure genius Lance!

  18. rabirius says:

    Wonderful, Lance. The work of a genius.

  19. Lance, this is such a beautiful poem, thank you for writing and sharing it❤️🎠

  20. Marta Pinhao says:

    Inquietante y hermoso. Abrazote.

  21. This brought tears to my eyes, Lance. Abuse made me very close to my sister, when we were children. She has been a lifelong blessing. ❤

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