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The Unspeakably Familiar

Early twilight frost hardening

plangent to imperative;

language learnt to clutch and curve

him clear of sideways currency.

 

Shadow boxers bob and weave;

hide and seek the scripted fall

softened by linoleum;

the sting of an averted cheek

stained a dark and bitter flame,

discolouring chameleon.

 

Boiler bubbles, dripping tap,

carol singers, hiss of gas,

brown sideboard, aspidistra;

squeeze a bauble, tear a picture,

pilfer happy thoughts and crush

the unspeakably familiar.

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Isobel

Mon 3rd Jan 2011 23:38

Well I'm glad to hear it isn't based on true life Ray - the wife is spared the cricket bat for the time being...

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Ray Miller

Mon 3rd Jan 2011 22:17

Thanks, Andy, Ann and Isobel.This is actually a precis of the first chapter of a not very famous novel.

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Andy N

Mon 3rd Jan 2011 12:18

hi ray - didn't hit me straight away that either, but i like it...

i think there you may want to consider a split in the first stanza to make it two from 'shadow boxers...' onwards also, but if not - it's one to re-read and re-read certainly and that's always good fun..

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Isobel

Mon 3rd Jan 2011 10:17

This takes a few readings Ray - not being in the blindingly obvious vein of poetry that I tend to embrace...

I would agree with Ann that it is well written - and sad.

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Ann Foxglove

Sun 2nd Jan 2011 19:33

Poignant! Well written too.

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