Sundays at Six...

Hello Tina, You are very good at evoking images and memories. I particularly like this bit and the sentiment it conveys: Remember when you and Mum waltzed around the kitchen; Mantovani’s Charmaine playing sweet and low on the wireless, and how those were indeed the days. You were tall and handsome; far as I was concerned the best Dad in the whole wide world. Poignant and lovely! Thanks for the read. sd

Agreed, the images and sweet memories you reminisce on are lovely.

Hi Tina, this was so moving to read, I think any father would be proud to read such a wonderful thought from a daughter. Jenny.

It's so much a part of everyone's life now, isn't it? And yet it feels as if it's only just making it into poetry - well done for trail-blazing? Very beautifully written - got me a bit choked. Rob

Can only agree with the above, very moving.

Hi Silver Spun Sand, I can see why this poem was cherrypicked. It flows peacefully and transmits a poignant message without becoming maudlin which is a fine line to tread and like a tightrope walker you have got the balance just right. Thank you for a very moving read. All best wishes Dave Aim for the stars then if you fail you might still land on the moon, and that's not a bad second best.

Hey SSS A really powerful poem you have here. I really like it.

new Silver-Spun-Sand Well desrved cherry! This is sad as life goes, we can all mostly identify with this. I was by mum and dad's side within half an hour of him passing away,big C He couldn't swallow pills, I taxi do cooking meal,and tidy uo take hoover over taxi. I used to crush pills with spoon, chat last morning. them with a spoon. Help him onto the commode last thing, put him to bed luckily thin to lift. Never had a day of work. Or an illness apart Bell's Palsy, then Big C. Wash his face comb his hair, see hin injected morphine, silly me said never mind dad help you to sleep gone with 6 hours. He worked so hard and drank when mum walked out someone after 30 years marriage. He was Navy man, drink whiskey and Barley wine chaser finished him off. |Mum very vibrant person in nursing home, went into semi coma, broke 2nd hip one their, I saw more important the bloody ligjht bulb matron then said than my mum curled in chair head looked if broken on a chair. Then semi coma, used to sing, "Love is the sweetest thing". and cup tea yes she say and smile then. Mum's man he hospital I visited near on oxygen, like I do held his hand and said "let go" don't suffer and my dad he had gone by evening that can happen I understand love and warmth shown and given. But pop lingered year usually is big C as you know. People talk me now,s how empathy can't take if ins outs about outs ops and the heart. Ray had thing like pen put in forgotten name. No there is no room go on the moon, doesn't, do and hasn't atmospherics any good. Damage is done already. And me major op not so much help. But turned away relations cos; no empathy up there. Poor mum sent out room nurses in, door left open, these screams out of this world. No Ray that day. So could paint a story, suppose most can, but families alive so one has to careful think. And polio in family. No one evr talked these things facts of life, in those days. Heard and meet people 90 left alone to attend hospitals and live alone, sad world now. I saw someone I shopped when little, there hubby at home, looked so peaceful all skin and veins coughing gone, but saw my dad then chapel of rest awful all puffed out, stuffed. Best remember better times never made his pension. Some don't. Said enough! Yes you certainly went through it too. have a good week-end all the best julie xx

new Silver-Spun-Sand March 19th 2011 Thanks sorry so long. Re; my poem "Think About It. You kindly helped and advised me on, now decided yesterday to put it as (IP). Hoped make a red one as readings go high, cherries are nigh! I know how to return your email now thanks Can delete if like as it's on your comment here If too long. Absolutely right all things were and used to be never spoken about and told best to be swept under the carpet, times are a changing. All comments sorry, under your's say Reply not Edit. julie xx

new Silver-Spun-Sand Thanks deciding to delete mine cos; more like a story and ot comment. But doesn't work edit, one casn delete, just says reply on all. How does it work then please. Word EDIT is at the top and bottom of mine And other comments from others say Reply.. julie x

Sorry I came to this late Tina - spent a couple of nights with my daughter and haven't properly caught up with reading. Nothing more I can add to the above except that yes, you write these pieces exceptionally well and this is so very poignant.