The Beat Goes On

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Tue, 14 Apr 2020
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Spin a dream catcher spider

outside my window pane,

take away my nightmares

fill the air with pleasant dreams,

 

for encounters while out walking

keeping to my personal space,

purify sanity by daylight

massaging this sheltered heart,

 

I count the many empty streets

imagine threading each step I take,

sewing pavements into squares

a patterned quilt of movement,

 

composed by miles of roadside trees and houses,

where neighbours have time to wash unused cars,

they potter about unseen like long lost ghosts,

all that effort needs a resting place.

 

I've mastered a lot in progress of life

engaged in both solitude and socializing,

now! This house is filled with creaks and moans;

walls are breathing like an old friend living,

 

and still the beat goes on.

 

 

 

 

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Submitted by Di_Hard on

This is WONDERFUL. What a positive, vitalising poem! Particularly love:

 

"imagine threading each step I take,

sowing pavements into squares

a patterned quilt of movement,

 

composed by miles of roadside trees and houses,"

 

BEAUTIFUL  imagery!!!

 

ps do you mean sew, like material, or sow like seeds?

 

As always, reading a poem of yours cheers me right up :0)

Hope you are well

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

firstly I want to thank you for discovering my spelling mistake, it should be sew which I will put right.

Glad you like this one. I wrote it after a walk around the neighbourhood. It's certainly a lot cooler and was quite pleasant. 

I appreciate you stopping by to read. It's nice to know the poem cheered you up, I couldn't wish for more.

By the way I'm fine thank you, hope you are too.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

What a lovely surprise to see the cherries Editors. Really glad you liked this poem.

Thank you so much.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

where neighbours have time to wash unused cars,laugh!!  I mentioned that to my husband, who then said, 'Oh, I should be doing that!' to which I replied if he had time to fill, as he has been very busy as always! Our car has plenty of countryside still adhering to it I think, despite not being used much recently!

There are benefits to the pause of rush in lockdown, but there are many struggles too. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for reading Rhiannon. The air and sky are so much clearer since lockdown, but I agree there are more struggles, but I think people are being so much more considerate than I could ever have imagined.

It sounds like your husband is really keeping busy, which must make the time fly...good for him is what I say.

Hope life isn't too difficult for you and you are all well.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

It is as Di said a truly heart-warming poem that lifts our spirits and cheers us upin these uncertain times, Jenny.
Thanks for sharing it.

Keep well and kind wishes, Luigi x

 

Submitted by hilary west on

Hi Jenny,

Some lovely imagery in this poem. A feel good poem in spite of the corona.

Hilary       smiley

 

Submitted by catherine poarch on

Really great. I also loved the sewing pavements into squares. And the bit about all that effort because it is an effort. yes

P.S. I almost didnt't read it when I saw the word spider being arachnaphobic. There is one called Hugo the Humungous who lives in the shed in my back yard and comes out to wave his legs at me when it's hot!

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Luigi,

I'm so pleased you enjoyed and thank you so much for the kind well wishes. I hope you and yours are managing to keep well too.

Jenny. xx

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Hilary,

I'm glad you read it as a feel good poem.

Thank you for reading and I'm always grateful for your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Oh dear, sorry about the spider Catherine, I must admit to not being so chuffed if one is in the house, but I just think their webs look so much like dream catchers, it just seemed to fit in with what I was trying to convey. You gave me a smile smiley with the bit about Hugo the Humungus coming out and waving his legs at you. We too have a lot of spiders webs in our shed during the end of summer, my partner has to go round with a brush getting rid of them...not a job I fancy at all. frown 

It's the butterflies I feel sorry for, they're always flying in when the door's open and getting trapped in those huge webs, but I suppose that's nature for you which can be cruel.

Any way thank you for stopping by to read the rest of the poem which I appreciate.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by celticman on

I guess we're all dreamcatchers. Sadly, if often slips away when you try to hold it. Apart from you, of course, you catch it...the spider!

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for your comment Jack. Always good to hear from you and thanks for reading.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by peterelbee on

What has been referred to as the new normal. The streets around our neighbourhood are quiet as if someone has stripped all life from it. I was amused by the observation of people still washing their cars even though the remain undriven. Often people care more about their cars and computers than themselves. Years ago I used to walk through a less afluent suburb of Wellington and see well polished and cared for cars parked outside overgrown delapidated sections.

Hope your dream catcher spider spins you a healthy tomorrow. 

 

peterelbee 

 

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Peterlbee,

lovely to hear from you again. I'm happy you enjoyed this poem, it was one of those that gave me a lot of pleasure writing.

I don't think I've ever seen the streets so empty and to think that this is a world wide epidemic makes me feel like we're living in such strange times.

You take care and thank you so much for taking the time to read and share your thoughts.

Jenny.