Brothers

Now man-to-man; Once child and child At play Beneath our mother’s aura; Brothers bound in innocence – Mother’s tearful reticence was Hiding in her smile. Deeper hung the lead weight Heavy in her heart Oxidising: The man she never mentioned Slept between the beats. We slept cuddled in the sheets. We’d be older when she’d tell us that Our father died at war – The day the family ruptured; saw The tired rings bless Mum’s kind eyes. Now we’re grown-up brothers Skirmishing with grown-up life. And still the aura glows, tho’ distant; Dimmer. Mother knows we’re wiser, Tighter In our brotherhood of blood. We sense it; sense her, Sleeping Comfy in the wood. Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011 brother brother brother brother brother come to me brother brother brother brother brother let me be brother brother brother brother brother brother see? brother brother brother brother brother you are he brother brother brother brother brother brother, me.