Between The Hats

I have outgrown both the years

and the clothes

which had my name sewn into them

this doesn’t mean I no longer need help

to figure out who I am

my gloves are no longer twinned

by umbilical wool

but I appreciate you holding my hand

while leading me through this cold weight

I am living in those times

between hats

though if god were bothered to look

he could stare right through my downy pate

it all seems too far to look back

yet too close to move forward

I think I’ll hang around here for a while

longer

ageingfearregret

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Thu 17th Oct 2013 22:14

flecked with sadness and giving off great imagery.

P&S.xx

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Ian Whiteley

Thu 17th Oct 2013 19:10

good one Paul - some nice turns of phrase and well put together. 'umbilical wool' is a great image regarding those gloves tied with string :-)

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Rose Casserley

Thu 17th Oct 2013 10:46

wonderful!(albeit sad)Paul.x

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sash

Thu 17th Oct 2013 10:45

interesting n rather moving 8 d same tym!!

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Margaret Holbrook

Thu 17th Oct 2013 10:43

I really enjoyed reading this, and it sends out a message of sadness and need. I particularly liked the lines 1-3, and the fact that there is no punctuation.

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