Comes the Sandman

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Wed, 26 Jan 2011
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19 comments
 

He spoke softly to you;
coaxed eyelids fall shut.
I go outside for some air;
seek solace, such as it is,
in a nicotine stick. Wrap
my scarf around my neck.
It clashes with my coat;
the one you made me
nearly twenty years ago
for my seventh birthday.
The one with that hole
where you dropped a stitch.

I looked for it for an age
on my hands and my knees,
way beneath your settee
in a ‘hobgoblin’s lair’...
Until you ruffled my hair –
said, “Supper’s ready,”
and you blew on my chips;
told me, “Slow down –
they’re hot!” Right now, how
I long for your breath; if only
to mute the silence.

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Comments

Submitted by sonora on
Just beautiful, particularly the last couple of lines. Brings back my father's death. In a good way :o]

'Art is not a mirror to reflect reality, but a hammer with which to shape it.'

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, so much, sonora. And I'm sorry about your father, but I'm heartened to know it was evocative in a nice way. Tina

 

Submitted by ScoZen on
ScoZen A hello to you Sand lady. I liked this, but, once you drop a stich you will never find it. And to say I had fish & chips on the beach last night. Regards
ScoZen

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hi there, ScoZen...and you're dead right about that stitch, but then one in time saves nine;-) And there you go again, making us all envious...Eating fish and chips on the beach. Who wants to do that anyway?;-) Warm regards Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hi Tina, I just loved the lines:- I looked for it for an age on my hands and knees, way beneath the settee in a 'hobgoblin's lair'... reminded me of when I was young, I used to hide things in strange places, then find them years later. This was a great read, thanks. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks, Jenny. It's exciting when you find them though, isn't it? Tina;-)

 

Submitted by JoseHdz on
great poem; great ending. congrats on the cherry. cheers, jose.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Many thanks, Jose;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Beeme on
Breath-taking last lines, this is so beautifully crafted Tina :) Every little detail is there. I really enjoyed. Beeme xx

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
What a lovely comment, Beeme. I am so pleased you liked it. Thank you;-) Tina xx

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new Silver-Spun-Sand Really lovely poem so well grafted to-gether especially chips with dad like you we'd eate half going along the road. Memories. In a paper cone then. Not many left. Have a good week-end. Just been treated to the film "The King's Speech" daughter brilliant film I had few tears. Then she got me new boots! So lucky Congrats: on the cherry julie xx

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Oh, Julie, I'm so envious. I'm dying to see that film, as I am secretly in love with Colin Firth;-) Anyway...back to business; glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for your lovely comment. Tina xx

 

Submitted by Cavalcader on
New Silver-Spun-Sand Hi! first sorry been looking on AbcTales Magazine number 19 see photo of you very good. As Ray's not run them of to look as usual quite a lot. I won't tell you about the film spoil it up for 12 awards. But I think you and I sensitive may need some tissues. I hadn't heard of "Colin Firth" till film I won't let your secret out ah! ah! I thought "Jeremy Iron's um um in. No Anthony Andrews. I saw "Jeremy Iron's got of train right in front of me stub out fag, wow! smiled and jumped on another train, not sure if I jumped on train to look and get off quick. Ray taken me then British Rail do, wives never went. Well did get pair exspensive boots daughter ot pair and she treated me wow! from loosing job etc; I usually go £10 look.These special brand for feet, had to put on says on bus,scared walk home,never wear heel there wedges and fur tops, ooh! lah" lah" I should grow up never will shops fun now. Hope your well. "Frankie Vaughan" crushes our times. and so on.They are bringing out new drugs US and Russia have, in few months here MS. No one knows what life has around the corner do they. have a nice week-end. take care getting lighter. julie xx

Submitted by fatboy74 on
I love the shifts in time and the delicate detail of this which makes it all the more poignant. Another excellent poem Tina. :-)

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
So pleased you noticed the subtleties, fb, as always. And thanks, so very much. Tina;-)

 

Submitted by seashore on
Lovely poem, Tina.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Coral, glad you thought so, and even more pleased you took time out to tell me so;-) Tina

 

Submitted by barryj1 on
I, too, was going to list all the luscious lines in this poem that jumped right off the page at me, but the others beat me to it. This poem tells a first rate story, which is all that really matters. Beautiful piece of creative fiction!

barryj1

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Thanks for that, barry. We aim to please;-) Tina