Open Poetry #31 |
Tuesdays |
celestecat Junior Member
since 2004-02-02
Posts 29 |
On Tuesdays, following geography and maths the child walks home taking side streets and alleys past his grandfather's house. Remembering the embittered words keeps the child at bay, but still watching breathing out his mother's hostility in short gasps against the fence. At first, the child is merely an old-man voyeur dressed in St Michael's uniform, leaning against the old wooden fence and peering through the half opened window; but before long, each Tuesday afternoon becomes ritual. The child stands, enchanted by a once-beloved figure, hoping to repeat the glimpses of his grandfather. Waiting patiently until the house becomes discoloured by shadows. The silence emanating from his window to the road, speaks the old man's solitude in quiet tones. Never beckoned forth, or let inside yet the child remains; caring enough to stay and taking the silence with him as he goes. The child wanders the street pulling out the towers of grass that border the fence and clenching them in his hand. Unbidden, the child's gaze drifts back to his grandfather's house and from inside his peeling white window the old man belatedly waves. |
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celestecat Junior Member
since 2004-02-02
Posts 29 |
I'd really appreciate it if you guys could tell me what you think this one is about, as well. I don't know if I am clear enough. |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
this is such a heart-wrenching write...I was especially taken by the lines: "The silence emanating from his window to the road, speaks the old man's solitude in quiet tones." It is as sad as that lonely wave. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
Oh my. This is good. It leaves me ache-y inside. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(big angel hugs) This is so very sad, sweet friend, no little child should ever be neglected and I pray that all children can have closeness to their loved ones and their loved ones never take their children for granted, God Bless You, my prayers are with this boy, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "You'll find something that's enough to keep you |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
It leaves me wanting more... and that's good... you've written characters to care about. *S* Loved the ending! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I love the sad ones |
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celestecat Junior Member
since 2004-02-02
Posts 29 |
thank you guys-your support is much appreciated. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This has a very somber mood to it...as well as a mood of what once was...now but a memory, at least in my opinion from the read of it. Certainly there were lots of emotions flowing as well as having been influenced by the mother (in my opinion)... |
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