me again just showing my chops

as poetic who sometimes flops
and displaying embellishment
including free poetic rhyming glops
with dearest beloved imagistic hip hops.

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to Amelie Beth Harris-McGeehan

(oldest sister who silently

writhed when bullied

courtesy kith or kin
whether donning your role

as daughter, mother or wife.

L'chaim translates to "to life"

as thee doth grin and bear strife

hoping itty bitty teensy weensy

of good cheer helps thee

come out stronger

as an eldest sister and 
as stated above magnificent wife.

 

Tis incumbent upon your brother

to express heartfelt

concern and care

as thee doth
necessarily charge into

frightful figurative charted waters

with trepidation and

understandable displeasure and aversion

gripped your psyche,

where a misery

in conjunction with fear

beset with physical

and mental wellness

which perilous journey

unfortunately doth impair

health of body, mind and spirit

courtesy chemotherapy radiating

jump/kick started adverse reactions

spiraling inability to cope

with grim reality reaping

anger against ill fate,

and doth trigger
a gamut of emotions

upending your past harmony

and manageable life-care,

but recognize that

during moments of severe trials

I vicariously send

healing powers over-the-air

and thru the internet -

trying to make amends

for being less expressive

towards a sibling

I love and revere,

who gives so much of herself

when decades ago

strife afflicted thee

little empathy got

communicated from me

as if yours truly

(id est - me)
like totally unaware

of anguish that

did roil your being,

when as the sole male offspring

little or no compassion shown

and thus towards thee

where once upon a time

mainly when a little boy

genuine obeisance
linkedin to affection

how thee served

as like a one person phalanx

against being bullied,

cause I happened
to be diminutive

and extremely socially withdrawn

serving as the perfect scapegoat

and oftentimes bore the brunt

of being ostracized and criticized

while thee served
as a bodyguard

fending off brutal,
nasty, and short

acts of aggression -

in sum analogous

to being swallowed
by a leviathan

(think Jonah and the whale)

as thee too subjected
to name calling

and lacked a protector

who fought off demeaning,

horrendous, and loathsome

foo fighting beastie boys

and goo goo dolls

lambasting, slandering and yawping

subjected to unbridled vitriol

and perhaps even

proudly donning red badge of courage

similar to myself

a latitudinarian, sexagenarian

and member of

Unitarian Universalism (UU) fellowship

in your case the said church

of Cherry Hill, New Jersey,

which temporary abandonment

courtesy side effects
of cancer treatment

possibly finds thee adrift without

in person fellowship
con zoom mated

by the inexplicable curse

of an indiscriminate disease,

which fells cherished
friends and family

and brings to the fore

painful awareness of my
former insight being blind

and even towards
yourself overtures of gratitude

though I do attest
that our late mother on the money

when she reminded me
of two blessedly loving sisters

and cringe with abomination

at the absence of acknowledgement

when thee and Shari
flew the coop, and now find

that found thee
and youngest family member

mom referred to as bubala,

which appellation apparently

did foment displeasure
and perhaps enshrined

inferiority, but did not
explicitly affect your brother,

who only later in his life did find

envy, whenever she came
back from her exploit(s)

where most everyone listened raptly,

but truth be told be told, I did mind

when living in dire straits of Hormuz

with money for nothing

and overstaying my welcome

with parents who
vehemently did unwind

themselves with rage against me
who stormed off to my bedroom

for behavior they found

deplorable, horrible, and objectionable,

to say the least,
which verbally caustic language

did fester inside me
and foster passive aggression

such as denying visiting mother

in the last throes of her death

at Fox Chase
(please correct me if mistaken),

posthumously writing poems

she never got
the opportunity to read

and feel abhorrent
at cruel behaviors
and blackened barbs

whether towards kith or kin.