Glenda Gladiola’s Pies

Insulin; Posture; Shake; Suffer; Cloudburst; Immure (v.)) to enclose within walls. to shut in; seclude or confine. to imprison. to build into or entomb in a wall. obsolete. to surround with walls; fortify.); Hereafter; Slovenly; Radiate; Gladiola; Restaurant; Galimatias (n)) Nonsense) (A secret that must be kept on pain of death. )

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Every day, folks meet at the Gladiola Restaurant.

Amid the murmuring of repeated and ignored galimatias,

They eat Glenda’s excellent pies…with an insulin chaser.

Glenda’s pies are just that good; well-worth suffering diabetes,

And even dying for—they declare with nervous laughter.

Glenda says the Good Lord has already given her His okay that

Her pies will be served at Heaven’s table in the Hereafter

And furthermore, that her late husband, Porter, is

Up there getting the kitchen organized properly.

Although everyone goes along with her, to be polite,

Many hold the opinion that it’s unlikely Porter’s soul went

North—if so, God was surely scraping

The bottom of the barrel for saints.

Porter Gladiola had had the posture of a storm before

Cloudburst—all balled up and ready to take offense at

The least unintended slight or provocation.

His mental issues caused him to shake—forever

Agitated about something, whether angry

Or greatly anxious, no one really knew.

He was as slovenly as Glenda was clean and tidy; but

Mostly he was merely a difficult, disagreeable, sad man.

The last year of his life, he’d immured himself in the

Upstairs bedroom, wouldn’t see anyone but his wife—

And then one day he was dead, permanently gone.

Glenda radiated peace at his funeral…

And perhaps a bit of Glory’s freedom.

As to what had taken Porter, we all guessed it was

Complications of diabetes.

Glenda shrugged, and with a wan smile, told how

Rhubarb pie had always been Porter’s favorite—and that

All of a sudden, it hadn’t agreed with him anymore.

But there was something in her expression—the curious

Sparkle in her cornflower blue eyes as her thin lips

Trembled—that caused more than one person to

Suggest we’d best avoid “Porter’s Pie” from now on…because

Really, can you ever be fully certain you know anyone?

©Jael Sook, 2017 All rights reserved.

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8 thoughts on “Glenda Gladiola’s Pies

  1. LOL – oh hooo – now that is indeed a very apt question to pose – even coming, perhaps especially coming from one who is so quietly suffering at the hands of an insufferable! well done Jael 🙂 most excellent wordling 🙂


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