Once We Shone

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Mon, 13 Nov 2017
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Holding your letters each one a gift,

remembering you took away my

darkest fears, we'd trip on wine,

laughed till tears rolled down our

cheeks, then filled glass after glass.

 

Do you remember when we followed a

blue unicorn which turned out to be in

our imagination? How we dissolved into

hysterics at our private musings. Never

mind the invisible threads of time,

 

wishing space between us would come back,

if only for one day and night, when we can be

together in the forest of dean, hear the hooting

of that wise owl tickle our dreams once more,

as what we were is now gone forever.

 

However trying to chase the memory, to embrace

that daring feeling though we often stumbled, it

was just a momentary loss. I breathe in fragrance

of patchouli it was your chosen oil, scent fills me

with such emotion of another place another time.

 

Softly gazing into my thoughts, picture you strumming

on your bass guitar, hearing that tune you struggled to

create, as waves of drifting melodies light my way.

Reflections of evenings spent in your room planning

our adventures all we needed, now melted, gone away.

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Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

conveys the bittersweet of memories beautifully - well done Jenny! Hope the hip's going well?

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Yes, how is the hip, and the mobility, Jenny?

Scents are said to be very evocative of memories. As we get older (!) it's sometimes the memories of carefreeness and lack of responsibility and dependants that maybe beckon, with a longing for scenes when there seemed no pressure of time and duty, or aches and pains. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for reading insert, glad you liked this piece of writing.

My hip is much better and I'm almost feeling like my old self again.  I'm managing to walk without any sticks now. Can do most things apart from kneeling down. I have sets of excercises I have to do three times a day, but I'm only managing to do them twice a day at the moment...I'll get there eventually, smile.smiley

Thank you also for those lovely red cherries.

Jenny.

 

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Rhiannon, I was just telling insert that my hip has improved so much and I'm not using sticks anymore...thank goodness. I haven't got any aches and pains, apart from some stiffness, but that's to be expected. I'm following some excercises which help strengthen the hip and also some walking every day. 

We have our walkin shower now, they installed it last week. As soon as the installer left, I was in there like a flash. After three months of strip washing it was wonderful to feel the relaxing water spraying down, real luxury.

You're right about evocative fragrances taking you back, patchouli always does it for me.

Thank you for reading and glad you liked.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by catherine poarch on

I loved the blue unicorn. Maybe it wasn't imaginary? Might be worth another adventure, just to check? smiley

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Glad your hip is settling in well, Jenny. Soon be on those adventures again. Gentle adventures can still be adventures. Lovely wistful piece. Base guitar should be bass, I think. Base guitar is a description of how I play. Unless that's what you have in mind. :)

Parson Thru

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Catherine,

that blue unicorn has stuck in my mind after all these years, strange how two like minded people can see the same thing at the same time.

Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there P T,

you're right about the spelling, it should be bass. Thank you for spotting the mistake and letting me know.

You know it's like after all these years I can suddenly walk properly again and do things I've not been able to do for years, like get out and do some gardening without being in pain, really amazing.

I'm grateful for your help and glad you liked this poem. Thanks again.

Jenny. smiley