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If we could go back to our old house
on Albert St., turn time around to Ď62 and
a Sunday night with our black and white TV,
we might find in the Bonanza brothers
the love weíve wounded these 22 years
of furious silence. Maybe Little Joe, Hoss,
and Adam could remind us what it was like
for brothers to have so much to say,
so much love that warmed its way
into words. Who knows how much life
we each have left to erase the anger
thatís stained this name we share? So
I think it could be good to go back
home and leave our lonely rage
on the porch where once we
stacked sleighs after nights on snow,
our voices continuous in Christmas air.
Letís go back to our fatherís house,
up to our old room and talk
all night, weíre too old now to care
who was wrong and who was right.
Letís speak in our boyhood bedroom
until our anger ends, take turns forgiving,
and be brothers to each other again.
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The author of this poem prefers to remain unacknowledged..


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peninsulapoet:
A fine poem. I am sorry not to know who wrote it.
Posted 07/07/2012 09:30 AM
Wilda Morris:
Excellent poem. I'm thankful that I have a good relationship with my siblings. Those who don't miss out on a lot!
Posted 07/07/2012 09:17 AM
KevinArnold:
Forgiveness, yes. Anonymous does such fine work, perhaps because the truth must so often be secreted.
Posted 07/07/2012 08:09 AM
Ralph Murre:
Terrific piece. And though we're not all at that place, many of us can see it just over the rise. A lucky few, I guess, can look back over a shoulder to it.
Posted 07/07/2012 08:03 AM
dotief@comcast.net:
How poignant! I can imagine this poem touches many people at very deep levels. I love how the use of the ordinary (TV show) makes such a fine metaphor. It seems better than using some ancient reference. Love this poem!
Posted 07/07/2012 07:55 AM
Larry Schug:
Sage advice, mis amigos. Well said.
Posted 07/07/2012 07:25 AM


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