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November Lace, 2009, Rene Foran

It was nearly 90 degrees
in that cozy little kitchen
the smell of home cooking
had attached itself to every molecule
of every acrylic holiday sweater
her every effort to help prepare the feast
was waved off and redirected
to the family room
where a stony, silent,
football viewing Mt Rushmore
occupied the couch,
a loveseat, and three folding chairs

she wandered down 
to the basement
where she was years removed from the circle
and miles behind the conversation
so she drifted along searching
where was her world?
where was her piece?
where did she belong?

she slipped away 
from the fray
unnoticed
up to her childhood room
through the bedroom window
and onto the rooftop poetic:

" she sat arms hugging knees
surveying life, the leafless trees
spindly branches claw the sky
scratching for sun, to heaven they cry
psalms of wisdom, strength and grace
woven in November lace"

the air felt good against her flushed cheeks
and a beautiful sunset was now in progress
she was thankful for this
she was thankful for finding her peace
she belonged right here,
right now
to this moment.

Peace ~ Rene

 This post from 2010 has become my "Alice's Restaurant"... it's just not Thanksgiving until I repost it. It remains one of my favorites

 Happy Thanksgiving!
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  1. Far Beyond The RidgeNovember 21, 2012 at 12:50 AM

    I really really liked this, Rene
    Especially the knees tucked on the rooftop.
    Sanctuary
    I love the holidays, but i've never seemed to quite fit into the rituals. I always feel a little outside.
    Thank you

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  2. Brian MillerNovember 21, 2012 at 9:05 AM

    smiles...i hope you have a great thanksgiving....and i like it much...and finding that peace is a beautiful thing...i find much peace in the words....

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  3. JanieNovember 21, 2012 at 10:04 AM

    Loved this, especially the title. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

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  4. Buddah MoskowitzNovember 21, 2012 at 12:16 PM

    Oh, my dear, this is just gorgeous, and a small quiet triumph. I loved it!

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  5. MarianNovember 22, 2012 at 8:35 AM

    yay! those football viewers were TOTALLY mt. rushmore!
    happy thanksgiving, Rene. xoxo

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