Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Wednesday poem

This is an old old poem that went nowhere,but I brushed it off
and put it forth...for One shot Wednesday #19



Ache
I saw an old man today
and the child inside me leaped
he looked like a ghost of grandfather
I wanted to run up and hug him
hoped he would smell of soap
and his hands would be strong
and rough in mine
and it would be him
and I would cry

So I trembled
one foot in front of the other
But it wasn't him
and the man turned up his collar
disappeared into the darkness of the subway
and I lost my grandfather again

16 comments:

  1. Thanks for brushing it up and posting for us...A poem not to be missed...

    certainity of the uncertainity

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  2. It's really hard to get that punch of hope & then, no, after all. All these little deaths (no not THAT little death) for the same person. It happens to me in dreams mostly.

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  3. That is so beautiful! Bless you :O)

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  4. Very nice. Sad but very well done.

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  5. oh man...yeah...seeing those long gone only to find its not them...heavy...

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  6. Thanks for this poem. I've had similar experiences. Very well expressed.

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  7. wow - this was strong write..left me speachless..and i could feel the hope and the pain

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  8. I prefer to think that you found your grandfather again.

    Nice One Shot, Suz!

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  9. That's very well done. You pull us in to an innocuous mistake, and slam us with the loss remembered.

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  10. Oh Suz....i love this....and have felt that ache! Glad you brought it to life and shared it with us.

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  11. Beautiful poem reminding that the mind can be led to perceive based upon heart.

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  12. Wonderful how memories can be sparked by every day reminders, but then slip away with a flash of time.

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  13. I seem to be having trouble blogging every day and visiting all my friends. Still, I did want to come and say hello. Happy end of fall, my friend.

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  14. my bottom lip is quivering.... how many can relate!

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