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arthur
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0 posted 2001-09-30 11:04 AM


the old man by the fire

Don't mind him
The old man by the fire
He is not there but someplace else
His mind his going
They smile
Leave him alone
Let him be
He seems to smile
He is at the Saturday dance
The music is inviting
It says join in , leap and prance
The girls swirl by
A riot of colours
Blue ,black, green and red
Laughing, bright eyed,inviting lips
The music ends and the chattering starts
The girls stand in small groups
Twos , threes and fours
Never alone, never accessable

He has watched her all night
The swell of her bodice
The turn of her leg
She seems a nice girl
A friendly sort
Not as pretty as some
But not plain
No not plain,just nice
A kind face

Now is the time to be bold
In his best black suit and white shirt
kept for funerals and dances
Lovingly ironed by a caring mother
It takes courage
To cross the floor from the boys side to thiers

To stand behind the chosen girl
Her friends stop talking in mid word
They stare at him and seem to say
How dare you interupt
Destroy our sisterhood
Choose her and not us

She turns and loks at him
He does his best to smile
tentatively , shyly ,she smiles
Silence , panic ,what now?

Neither knows the rules
The music plays
he offers his hand
She takes it
Fits herself to him
They swirl off

Part of the moving mass
Margaret and Michael
He looks down at her golden hair
She looks up into his blue eyes
Dance after dance
Swirling and turning
Ever closer, ever more together

"Walk you home"
She tells her friends
They dont approve, she doesn't care
Hand in hand,silent on the trolly bus
Her street, ,so empty and quite.

The fumbled first kiss
The first of thousands
A drink of which he nevers tires
He reachs out to stroke her hair
Silver now, hbut he doesn't care

The watchers grin and  nudge each other
They see the old man stroking the air
A wistful and lost expresion on his face
They wink, grin and touch thier foreheads

He doesn,t notice nor would he care
They do not exist for him
He has his own world
Only he and dear dead margret live there

Arthur


© Copyright 2001 michael bennett - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2001-09-30 11:20 AM


Michael...You know how I love this one!!  I am so glad you decided to post it...it is so sad and yet so true of many who live in nursing homes and yet their minds are elsewhere.  I really enjoyed this one.  
To the top it goes!
~Hugs across the pond, Nancy~


~Time has cast a spell on you,
So that you won't ever forget me.~
  

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2 posted 2001-09-30 11:54 AM


Arthur~
I could not have read anything more touching on this day~

Thanking you so much for the gentle caress of your thoughts~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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sunshinemist
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3 posted 2001-09-30 12:14 PM


Arthur, a very wonderful tribute to the elderly. Much enjoyed!   ~Marie~
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4 posted 2001-09-30 12:56 PM


Very tender and touching write, Arthur. I enjoyed this very much.
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5 posted 2001-09-30 01:12 PM


We should all be so lucky, to be either a Margaret or a Michael in someones memory.
This is a very tender and loving poem. Thanks.  

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6 posted 2001-09-30 01:18 PM


Hi, yes, I like this very much. Reminds me of my Grandma. Thanks, most touching.
Sandra

Trew
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7 posted 2001-09-30 01:33 PM


An enchanting look in, Arthur.

To keep me captivated through each turn is no small feat.  

Very well crafted and a wonderful flow!

Seymour Tabin
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8 posted 2001-09-30 01:41 PM


Arthur,
A good write, enjoyed

MARK V SHELDON
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9 posted 2001-09-30 05:30 PM


Intensely powerful, Arthur -- the form took me on a winding journey which had me questioning the destination but resolved for me with a very strong scene and concept.  It reminded me of the ending to "Somewhere In Time" when Richard Collier is completely in another world, sitting comatosed in his chair from the heartbreak of losing his love, Elise...  I like the way you filmicly "disolved" from now to then and back again while commenting on the reactions of those who are oblivious to circumstances...  Well done!

-MVS

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Kit McCallum
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10 posted 2001-09-30 05:53 PM


Oh Arthur ... this is absolutely wonderful. You kept me mesmerized, deep within this story throughout. Very nicely written indeed ... you tugged my heart with these visions.  

Best wishes,
/Kit

Lone Wolf
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11 posted 2001-09-30 07:16 PM


Wonderfully romantic tale, Arthur.  You tell it very well.  

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by the grace of God.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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12 posted 2001-09-30 09:28 PM


very poignant writing, Arthur. We all daydream and, when we do, the rememberances bring peace and comfort. As our lot in life gets harder, the memories become more life-saving. That is why Alzheimer's is such a horrible disease....it robs us of the one thing we need more than any other...our memories. Now....back to my memories....
Tracey
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13 posted 2001-09-30 11:22 PM


This is so beautifully touching. Such lovely memories. A lovely story. Is this your story Michael?

If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please?

Tennessee Angel
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14 posted 2001-10-01 12:21 PM


I really don't know what to say.  This could be the story of my grandfather.  I often look at him and know that he is lost in his memories of my grandmother and I'll just sit back and enjoy the smile on his face.  I know this poem touches many hearts.  
Martie
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15 posted 2001-10-01 12:57 PM


A wonderful story poem...much enjoyed the tenderness.
arthur
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16 posted 2001-10-01 05:21 AM



thankyou
arthur

latearrival
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17 posted 2005-01-18 11:56 AM


Arthur,Have not read anything as touching in a long time.Thank you for sharing. best,marty
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