I found Grammy’s diary, lost in the gloom, underneath the stairs in a box filled with wood. A little yellowed notebook from 1952, the lines so close together, weaving stories of a world to be understood. The words at first, they floated, like orbs in the gloom, sparking conversation with a spirit from a distant womb.
She writes these days the clouds they shadow me, I’ve felt them from up near Otis, as dad drove us over to these apple trees. And here near Grand Junction, as the sun falls from the sky, I’ve felt the touch of a strange spirit telling me he’s by my side. I’ve not mentioned it to Dad now, for he would just say that’s unnatural and silly, and most of all why. Besides you know mother, we have apples to pick for free. He’d also mention camp meeting, where the gospel moves so sweet, now they would not understand the familiar that’s here with me. Softly singing “Bringing in the Sheaves”. These days.
These words I read in tandem, with the whispers beside my head, I wonder if my familiar is the one that Grammy had. The words in her simple handwriting like that up on the wall, predicts so many stories in my own life, perhaps tales within us all. Babylon, oh Babylon, the daemon smiles. Grammy writes these days, the strange spirit it sits right by my side, he’s taken shape as a young Keetoowah cousin, one I knew before he died. And all around this orchard he brings the future in like it’s a tide. He tells me Eisenhower will be president one month from now, he does not lie. It worries me something terrible to know all these things inside, to see the path of so many loved ones, it’s why in this diary I must write. These days.
I read on my fingers shaking, I see a shadow near the wall, I ask him if he’s seen Grammy, he just nods but does not talk. So, I continue reading, she writes so many things. These days, she says I’ve seen an aspen leave, it moves and it has wings. If I touch it, it turns to honey, if I listen it often sings. The strange spirit standing beyond me, says someday, it will speak my name, from these days. Babylon, oh Babylon, the daemon smiles.
I close quickly Grammy’s diary, for I know what I have seen, the written word about me, from something she did see. I look unto my own shadows, the cycles that are me. I touch the face of G_D inside, the familiar balance of all that’s tried. Every picture from every time means something. These days.
(To be continued) – 3.24.2017 – דָּנִיֵּאל
i look forward to you continuing 🙂
its been awhile since i’ve listened to Glen Campbell, i like this one
Thank you Daniel
Take Care…You Matter…
mary
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Thank you so much Mary rose for your kind words. I am a big Glen Campbell fan! 😉
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Wonderful Daniel, another one to add to the wonderful memories of the words you write. ❤
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Thank you so much Ruby, as always I appreciate you reading and commenting. 🙂
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Your welcome, the pleasure is always mine.
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This is beautiful, and so mysterious. I too am anxious for you to continue!
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Hi Diana, I apologize for taking so long to respond. Thank you for your comment, I really appreciate it.
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Your words are mesmerizing, and Grammy sounds like the most wonderful person in the world. I really enjoyed reading this.
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Thank you Tatiana, Grammy was indeed wonderful. I appreciate you taking the time to comment.
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As always, I love when you write about Grammy. What a wonderful woman she must of been Daniel. ❤
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Hi Heather, she was indeed wonderful, a woman of the earth, and spirit. I apologize for taking so long to reply. Thank you as always for commenting.
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No apology needed, a wonderful blessing you had with your Grammy. Shabbat Shalom Daniel. 🙂
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❤ this 🙂
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Thank you Deb.
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Always a pleasure to read your work and your welcome!
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I was intrigued by this wonderful piece. The prose flows so smoothly, and I couldn’t help but feel as if there were layers of meaning hidden away for your reader to find. Looking forward to the continuation. 🙂
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Thank you Leslie. I really appreciate your kind words, it is always a compliment I feel when a reader peels away the layers. 🙂
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I like Grammy’s relationship to the familiar, and also that her family comes from a first peoples source. As always wonderful prose.
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Thank you Tansy, my apologies for the late reply. I think you picked up all the right components. 🙂
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Another wonderful piece from your watershed of memories that never cease, or at least I hope not! 😉
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Hi Carmel. Thank you for reading and once again for a wonderful comment. I do appreciate it.
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“I look unto my own shadows, the cycles that are me. I touch the face of G_D inside, the familiar balance of all that’s tried. Every picture from every time means something.” I loved this phrase, your connection to history, and something greater. Well written.
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Thank you so much, I am happy you like this piece.
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One of the finest works I have read today. Thank you.
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Thank you, that is a wonderful compliment. I really appreciate you reading and commenting on my work.
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A great read Daniel, looking forward to more of the same, because it’s always new and different. 😉
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Hi Darrin, I am so happy you liked this. Thanks for commenting.
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No problem,looking forward to more.
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Hello Daniel. Its been awhile since you wrote of Grammy, and I was afraid she was not to appear again, so imagine my happiness when I saw this post appear in my email inbox. This was lovely. Keep writing my friend.
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Thank you my friend Ryan. I always look forward to your insightful comments, and I am so happy you liked this piece. Shalom, Daniel
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Shabbat Shalom my friend, and your welcome. Keep writing!
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This was really good Daniel. Keeping Grammy alive as she is in your heart and mind!
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As always Wang, I appreciate your kind words and reading my material.
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Beautiful and mysterious as always Daniel!
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Thank you Raquel. I am so happy you liked this, and as always I appreciate your reading and commenting on my work.
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Your welcome Daniel, have a great weekend. 🙂
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I love this! I’d say you hit a home run….. but it’s more like a run home.
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I love that! As always thank you for a wonderful comment my friend. I have to get over your way and catch up on kids month, I am way behind. 😦
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