Hikikomori

Gold cherry

By Philip Sidney

Sun, 11 Dec 2016
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23 comments
 

 

Certificate 12
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I know someone in similar circumstances - it's so sad. Beautifully told Philip, well done

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thank you insert, and thanks for the cherries too.

Submitted by seashore on

I felt this...which is what poetry is about...

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thank you Seashore.

Submitted by celticman on

I really like this. 

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thanks celticman.

Submitted by catherine poarch on

This is outstanding and yet I still feel I must read it again and again because there will be small things I have missed. I loved the line 'everything in him reached out like a vine.' and the whole structure of it. I looked the word up and it's what you've captured. To some degree or another, it's probably true of so many of us, at some part of our life, because the world is so hard but I can see this is an extreme. Still, I like the old cliche about life and hope and I cling on to it.

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thank you so much Catherine, hope is a wonderful thing.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

We had someone on an overnight stay once who had lived isolated even from his parents for quite awhile. He had broken out of it, and seemed to have settled happily in a friendly, supportive church I think, but I'm not sure if his relationship with his parents had fully opened.

It seems here that the boy's distinctive colouring in the Japanese black-haired environment sparking cruel teasing that triggered his withdrawal, - children and teenagers can be very hurtful to each other and insensitive. Other adults around can sometimes have the wisdom to take younsters to task to see the unkindness and unhelfulness of their attitudes. I like the description of travelling in the Japanese snow. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thanks Rhiannon, it's good to know of those who manage to re-enter the wider world.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

 

 

Submitted by Nolan on

The lyrics and sheet music have been recorded by the Beatles and they had the copy-right I don't know who the owner is now, Michael Jackson is passed too. A famous contempory artist comes in sits in front of the piano for half an hour then "plink" stands up bowing to great applause and retreats from the stage.

 

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

I believe every word of this.

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thanks elsie.

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I keep coming back to this wonderful poem - that's why it's our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day. Do share/retweet if you like it as much as I did

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thank you so much!  A lovely surprise.

Submitted by airyfairy on

Saying so much with such simplicity.  This is remarkable.

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thanks airyfairy.

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Helen

I've been off ABC for awhile - writing a story about my sister who died - so I missed this.

It is very lovely and delicate and somehow vulnerable.

Happy Christmas

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thank you so much Jean. I'm very sorry to hear about your sister, such a loss, no matter if she was ill or not.  I shall go and look for your story. x

Submitted by Nolan on

A "box of cats" on the back seat. Have you had a cat in a car? Just one? Terrible. Carries on scratches bites hisses and screams like crazy. Wouldn't really know about kittens though.

I enjoy your poems Philip Sidney. Nolan &

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Thanks Nolan - I too carry the scars of an outraged cat in a car...smiley

Submitted by Rachel Down on

Amazing, I was sucked into the Nucleus of horror and need to re read, and again!

From all the pain I really feel hope too

RD

 

 

Rachel Down