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| Author: | Tanza [ Thu Jun 28, 2012 8:57 am ] |
| Post subject: | MANGLED MEMORIES |
MANGLED MEMORIES Up and down goes the quiet flame No need to pump the bellows While hoping wooden fuel ignites Even the mangle lives in the past Out flows the cleanest stream of water As often as my thirsty throat desires No treks to the communal standpipe Or backs stiff and strained by heavy pails The perfect breeze is selected With one simple press of a button Hot and sweaty days are long gone Natural discomfort a thing of the past Strangers working the land to live Plant, grow and pick my fruit and veg Everyone wants to bring it to my door So I can stay at home and do nothing I shroud myself in the soft cardigan That took her two weeks to knit And escape into the sun's radiance Absorbing the freedom of its heat Ripples and rings decorate the canal As hungry ducks lose their heads Under the water's broken surface And darting fish frantically disperse Trees fight each other to stand tall Gusts push and pull without direction The strong wind yanks at my hair Harshly reminding me I still exist...just Long views pour green into my eyes Tempting me into my daily walk Shorter each day as the world closes in Squeezing enthusiasm into submission Daylight fades to a comforting glow As I stoop to take off heavy shoes Determined to keep my body alive But struggling to remember why Endless rest comes ever closer As newfangled ways and means Spoil and fatten mothers and fathers Their children will learn as much |
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| Author: | Gwenllian [ Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:03 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Re: MANGLED MEMORIES |
sad but true, now where did I put my walking boots ! |
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