Open Poetry #50 |
After Christmas. |
Cari Member Posts 411 Englnand |
After Christmas. I was born in this room Changed now but familiar The fireplace made redundant By the gurgling radiators Still stood stubbornly waiting for the crackle of logs and the smell of wood smoke ~ Memories come easy In these dog December days Church bells at evensong A cackle of Crows in the high Elms Sheep fat with new life Gossiping in the nursery pastures and Mother singing Si mi chiamano mimi ~ I cross to the window Looking out to the unchanging view of my childhood Soft in the after light of day Thinking of the New Year That will capture the sunset of my youth And my starting line to middle age ~ Simon proposed for the third time At the dance in October Married life and family at Long Acre But the crush of my dreams I pressed my nose to the windowpane As the moon gathered small clouds and my tears set the night wind flying. Authors note. A poem from the feminine view, it seemed to suite the content better. |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Pleased to meet you Cari You have painted the scene so vividly ~ A tender and touching read ~ Much enjoyed ~ Alana |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
great memories, and Christmas is a good season for many things and reasons, thanks for the lovely reading yann |
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