UMBILICUS

The kids have left home

you're both alone

the phone is horribly silent

 

garden centres with their cosy diversions

still seem a lifetime away

 

you stare at the garden

it seems somehow sad

with its reminders of seasons passing

 

selfies stuck in too recent times

stare back your stomach turns

 

mum is concerned

recently busier to pass some futile time

snappier as you sullenly resist

 

the scourging knife that enters

your hollow breast with a savage twist.

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◄ UMBILICUS

A MINER'S RETURN HOME ►

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raypool

Mon 30th Oct 2017 11:59

Thanks Col. My list of comments swollen by one, excellent!
Glad you liked it. Take good care - It's hard to be everywhere at once I know but absence makes the heart go pounder.

Ray

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Colin Hill

Mon 30th Oct 2017 08:25

Nice one Ray. Just checking in and catching up as best I can with limited time. Hopefully normal service will resume shortly. For now though I have to buzz off again. TTFN. Col.

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raypool

Fri 27th Oct 2017 19:14

HI folks. This idea came about due to my son's daughter just going to university - they are on their own and came over bringing their angst with them! Palpable really.

Thanks you Cynthia. Well observed of you to point out the randomness - I suppose I must have got that by osmosis!

It's good of you to comment David in view of what you say and a compliment of course. As for Garden centres, I seem to have touched a nerve - I find them mind blowingly nondescript and samey. I feel sorry for myself at all times on entering.

Thanks for the list Philip - that about covers everything.
It wasn't quite the vibe I was aiming at, but you make a strong case for a possible heart attack. As for alzheimers, some older friends of ours just emigrated saying it was "an adventure before dementia."

Isn't Jeremy aging Suki - have you noticed? State of mind is key in preventing age, so you make a fine point. I think room 101 for garden centres everybody.

Kevin and Ryn thank you both for liking the poem.

Thanks all. Ray




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suki spangles

Fri 27th Oct 2017 15:44

Hi Ray

Garden centres..what a nightmare. That's death, isn't it? Like all those sad old sods who worship at the philistine alter of Jeremy Clarkson: bitter, angry and obese..

Fab poem, a good reminder. We all need to be careful out there.

Suki

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Philip Stevens

Thu 26th Oct 2017 18:10

Garden centes, poetry, holidays, theatre, longer walks with the dog, yoga, bird watching, the gym, amature photography, volunteering work; in the garden centre, trampoling, free style swimming, further eduction...about horticulture, hill walking, more money in your account, not as many miles in the car, peace, quiet and time on your hands, more waliking the dog and ...
Alzheimers.....all things to look forward to when the children have left home...

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Wolfgar Miere

Thu 26th Oct 2017 16:49

Ahh the curse of the garden centre trips, I have told my son to kill me if I ever start hanging out at garden centre's at weekends, though he won't have to, I'll do it myself.

I read this so many times not knowing how to comment, probably because you have said all that needs to be said, and so well.

David.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 26th Oct 2017 12:24

My word, I've read this three times, and it gets better each time. It's disjointed, just like each day/activity seems to be when children are gone, and parents get older.

IMO, just excellent. Great title.

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raypool

Wed 25th Oct 2017 22:25

I'm sorry about the background noise on the audio - sounds like frying tonight!

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