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Thick Skull

#Haiku Happenings #9: Pat R’s latest #TankaProse for Colleen’s #Weekly #Tanka #Poetry Challenge!

thoughts and entanglements

Mother Bea, sits in her wooden rocking chair on the rickety varandah. She is placed there every morning. She does not walk. She must be over 80 years old. Even her kids were old. When you are little, everybody is old! I watch her as she watch the daily interactions of the children in the yard. She would make one word prouncements on the goings-on.
Cry baby. Smart. Determined. Thick skull. I often wondered how she arrived at these critiques from such a distance. And more often, just who she was talking about.

at times it’s futile
figuring out which spirit
whisper the loudest
in their attempt to guide me –
probably pointless, thick skull!

For Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday
Where the prompt is synonyms for :
Ghost & Hollow

I used : Spirit & Futile

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