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Clarity, practiced
back in the day when it was
important virtue
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Lower your voice, speak
in well modulated tones
Mother said often
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Do not scream, or yell
use your telephone voice my
Mother would say to me
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clarity was there
able to understand words
Mother insisted
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Not lady like, rule
to speak in crude tones or swear
Mother lived her rule
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Speech clarity was
important, for Mother could
not hear well, this helped
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Telephone voice brings
clarity, modulated
tones clarity gift
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I look back, fifty
five plus years later, smiling:
Mother was correct
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Peace and quiet help
understanding clarity
Mother knew, I know .
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The words in bold blue are words, phrases that
are part of my soul now….direct quotes from my
mother. I hear them spoken in my thoughts.
I hear myself SAY them. My mother insisted
that she be called “Mother”… not “she said,”
or calling Mother “her” even if Mother was sitting
right next to me !
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Tilly Bud
Clarity is definitely a lost art. Love this take on the prompt.
Adura
Clarity comes in many ways. Manners and breeding used to be important as was clear communication. It seems anything goes, these days – no more manners or respect. Thanks for sharing.
Grace
I like this….ironic that our mother’s words turn out to be the best and correct ~
siggiofmaine
Grace,
Ironic, yes. And, I got to use them in a poem to boot !
Thanks for the lovely comment.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
Gemma Wiseman
Lovely thoughts brushed with the whimsical smiles of memory!
siggiofmaine
Gemma
Thanks for you kind comment…it is to laugh at now !
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine, USA