Let me out!

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Let me out!

Since I’ve been in ‘lockdown’

it’s been sixteen weeks so far

I invented an imaginary friend

I collected her from the station

in my imaginary car.

 

We chatted on our journey

back to her new home

She asked where I lived

I told her it was Rome.

 

I live in Norwich really.

Rome sounded much more posh

 

 

"Oh! do you know the Pope"?

see enquiringly asked

Of course, I do, my reply

our friendships unsurpassed

 

"That’s a big word", her reply

"Whatever does that mean?"

which I thought was rather odd

and not at all foreseen.

 

How could she not know

she’s a figment of my mind

surly she must know what 'I' know

Cos’ I control her mind

 

"I know what your thinking"

she sneeringly replied

"How can I have these thoughts

when it's in your mind that I reside"

 

Well now you come to mention it

which indeed you did

are there parts inside my head

where you can stay hid?

 

Because now I can not see you

or know if you're even there

Your just a bloody figment

thoughts fill my head with fear

 

"Why are you talking

to that empty seat?"

Mavis interrupted

as we turned into my street

 

"This is not Rome!"

suddenly she screeched

"You don’t live there at all"

she went on to preach

 

"I bet you don’t know the Pope

was that a lie as well?"

You tell me, was my retort,

my pretty damoiselle

 

"Got you now!" she exclaimed 

"You don’t know that word.

Look see that ring on my finger

I am married!" ... That's what I heard

 

Don’t be silly Mavis.

Cos. that’s the name that I gave her

"Stop the car!" she yelled

"I thought ‘you’ were just my chauffeur!"

 

LET ME OUT!

Po. 21/05/20

Covid lockdownFAB 1Pozany humour

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poemagraphic

Mon 25th May 2020 18:36

Jon, Binte, Vautaw, Abdul, Thank you so much all for hitting the like and commenting on 'Let Me Out'.

I remember when a few people were held captive for a prolonged period of time in isolation they 'survived' by making up conversations with imaginary friends.

Terry Waite was held in solitary for almost four years and spent much of it in darkness.

Terry had no books, no papers, and virtually zero communication with the outside world. Was his friend 'just' imaginary or could they have been divinely sent?

Either way it makes our Covid 19 'lockdown' look like a walk in the park.

Former hostage Terry Waite has shared inspiring stories from his time in solitary confinement as Brits struggle with the coronavirus lockdown.

In 1987, Terry was taken hostage in Lebanon while working as an envoy for the Archbishop of Canterbury.

Terry has encouraged brits to keep a positive mindset during the coronavirus lockdown.

He told The Times Newspaper: “Don’t regret the past. No self-pity.

“There are many people in worse positions than you. Take one day at a time. And keep hopeful.”

We can all take comfort from his words
Po

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poemagraphic

Fri 22nd May 2020 14:45

Is it because of that lamp
You look odd, slightly camp
balancing it on your rotund tum
Does it work or woz you don e

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Don Matthews

Fri 22nd May 2020 09:04

I am your little friendly ghost
My name is Argentmoon
Covid it doesn't bother me
Cause I am it immune

😎

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poemagraphic

Fri 22nd May 2020 08:42

Why limit your friends by numbers
my winged Gazangelicwonder.
Have as many as you like
The best thing is they are ghostlike

Hence the space they take does not apply
so no restrictions to the mind's eye
Have as many as you need
And what's more Gaz... No mouths to feed

Po

Moon.girl

Fri 22nd May 2020 07:42

I liked this conversational poetry.....I too will try it. Let's see what my mind can give birth to.

Loved this piece.

Actually I can relate my woes with it😭

I need one imaginary friend toooooooo😛

Moon.girl

Fri 22nd May 2020 07:40

Please someone let me out
I'm trapped indoors with covid woes
My wings are neatly spread to fly
If the sky is clear and the door opens by
Someone please let me out of this lockdown 😰

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poemagraphic

Fri 22nd May 2020 06:14

YES! Indeed Don, and he knew a thing or two.

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Don Matthews

Fri 22nd May 2020 01:07

Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.

Carl Jung

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poemagraphic

Fri 22nd May 2020 00:09

Hi, Debs thanks for your like.

The title could have a double meaning...

At the end of the journey, 'Mavis' could be heard to shout "LET ME OUT" as in from the imaginary car.

AND or

From me, a plea... As in from my lockdown situation...

(Which was my lame excuse for attempting humor)

It has been a blessing for me in truth thank God.

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Deb

Thu 21st May 2020 22:26

Dear Po, I do love the title... But don't ask me why😃
I really enjoyed the poem, thank you.

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poemagraphic

Thu 21st May 2020 21:01

Hannah, Thank you so much for your like and uplifting comments

Most of my friends are a fig leaf of my image nation.

Children so often have imaginary playmates that they play with for hours... Are they? Are they really 'just' an overactive imagination.

If I could lose one phrase from the world it would be this... "It's all just your imagination"

Ha! Tell me what would exist in this world if it had not originated first with someone's imagination. That chair you are sitting on started life as 'just' an image.

That house, that car, that bar of soap, that tin of soup.

EVEN that body you inhabit... and that mind, that wonderful wonderful mind.

let it fly, let it soar!
That's what we came here for.

Po

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Hannah Collins

Thu 21st May 2020 20:47

What a wonderful imagination.
These imaginary friends can get really quite real at times.

Hannah

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poemagraphic

Thu 21st May 2020 20:35

That made me smile Morty

I have a pill for that if you'rd like one.

I have a red one and of course a blue one... Oh, hang on that's a different story for a different day.

Thanks for dropping in... You are settling in nicely.

I am enjoying reading your musings also.
Po

MortimerBlooming

Thu 21st May 2020 20:24

It is quite comical, how the biggest adversary one can have is his own mind and it is quite frustrating too!

Thoroughly enjoyed this one Po, it's so funny, well versed and the imagery is befitting one often suffering in hallucinations 😂

Mortimer

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poemagraphic

Thu 21st May 2020 19:41

Hellooo ijmdh,

Thank you for your little flower the like was very nice to see.

I always hope to see more than poor old Don and me.

It's nice to know that someone from somewhere anyone anywhere... is reading what I write and kind enough to care and take the time to hit that 'like' button, before the poem disappears.

Nice to see you enjoyed the party btw.

Be well
Po

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poemagraphic

Thu 21st May 2020 15:20

Thankfully YES

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Don Matthews

Thu 21st May 2020 13:52

You got it bad.....

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