diminuendo

Gold cherry

By JupiterMoon

Mon, 04 May 2020
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diminuendo

 

it takes her longer to laugh,

a slow-fuse mulling

between the words

going in

and the mirth coming out

 

 

she straightens so many things,

heavy sleek magazines stacked

remote controls side by side

like rowing boats

suspended by winter

 

 

she watches time more,

sandwiches sliced on the hour

the encroach of the second hand

caught softly

yet suddenly

 

 

she hugs differently,

something papery

and near cautious

unfolded itself for the first time

this mother’s day gone

 

 

 

Certificate U
Poem
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Closely observed.

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

very pretty, I liked the remote controls like rowing boats, and the last stanza was beautiful. Much enjoyed

 

Submitted by rosaliekempthorne on

You can't go past the title on this one. And the poem is both elegant and sensitive. Nicely done.

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

The change is so different in each person isn't it? I don't think all would have an increased tendency to order, but the sense of slipping away will always be there, a slow bereavement. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by onemorething on

Perfectly observed - a gentle awareness of subtle changes. This is our Pick of the Day. Please do share it. JupiterMoon - please feel free to change the image if you're not happy with it. 

 

Submitted by drew_gummerson on

I liked this. Very precise observation. Drew. 

 

Submitted by Beekery on

Forces the reader to read each line thoughtfully. Dynamic ending that ties all stanzas together with a powerful lurch. Brilliant and moving piece. xx