For Writers Island prompt: triumph
About The Dead Woman and Remembering
The dead woman forgot.
She forgot to stop breathing.
The dead woman remembers a woman with white wispy hair.
Remembers the woman wore a jean jacket embellished with sewn on colored buttons.
Remembers how the woman told her that when women turn sixty, they become invisible.
The dead woman was just past fifty when the woman told her.
She remembers that she didn’t understand.
She thought that invisible meant dead.
Decided to wait for sixty, for invisibility.
More About The Dead Woman and Remembering
The dead woman was busy writing a poem.
She was busy with children, grandchildren, life in general.
The dead woman forgot about invisibility, (yet sometimes would think of the woman
with white wispy hair and colored button embroidery on her jacket).
She would remember that there was something she was supposed to remember.
The dead woman became invisible, but no one could remember when it happened.
She couldn’t remember when it happened.
Knew that she now had long white hair that was rather wispy.
Knew that she could not be heard by others (sometimes not even seen).
Knew that she was drawn toward colored buttons, denim pants and jackets.
The dead woman finally remembered about invisibility and laughed out loud,
because this dead woman was still breathing.
Elizabeth Crawford 12/18/1o
Note: The Friday prompt at Big Tent Poetry was to do a Dead Man Poem. I did that, but did not adhere strictly to the poetic form, and as usual, did my own thing. You can find that poem here: http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/
When I found the prompt for Writers Island today, I decided on what I would write, but as soon as I tried to do that, certain memories kept flashing through my mind and this poem was the result. It does conform more strictly to the poetic form which is explained at
Triumph is the realization that one is still breathing, even past the expectations, or wishes, of others.