Tuesday, July 23

A Poem for Thursday...dVerse openlinknight week 106




Today
we met again
after forty years
this shrunken woman/child
with the monkey grin
who backed away
even as I stepped forward with
“Do you remember me?”...
“Oh yes”.

Once, she walked
hippety hop …up on her toes
once beat on a drum
‘til my eardrums screamed
STOP!
though through it all
my monkey smile
stayed
fixed round my teeth.

Memories
strummed memories on my heart
when I saw her again
taught and taut
the strings of lost feelings
singing out .

Word on the street is
she’s become a poet.

so two years up and moving forward in the poetry cyberworld is dVerse...and this one is for openlinknight week106. have fun everyone!!

22 comments:

  1. taught and taut
    the strings of lost feelings
    singing out

    Great word play through out in this! Loved it!

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    1. thankyou Audrey for your encouragement...

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  2. I enjoyed the last two lines....made me happy in fact. It sounds like quite a positive thing....to become a poet. Smiles!

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    1. ...it was indeed a positive meeting!

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  3. Hey girl! You ALSO have fun with what you write. I like "monkey-grin" and "monkey smile", in fact....hmmmmm, never mind.

    Interesting premise. In 1950 I wrote a friend--wrong address in California, it was returned to me. 55 years later I found it unopened, in my trash piles, tracked him down (thanks, Google!) and flew from Naples FL to Libbey Montana (Brrrrr!) and had a wonderful vist for 10 days. He plays 'cello, I play violin. We played all over that little town

    Sorry, I felt really "pushed" to tell you that story.

    Like your writing.
    Thanks.

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    1. ...what a story...I love it..that makes the world go round!!

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  4. Really enjoyed this. The third stanza is full of wonderful wordplay. Thank you for sharing.

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    1. ...in Ireland we grew up loving to play around with words...laughed a lot too!!

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  5. Love that part that Audrey quoted too ~ It's a good thing she has found her voice and journey ~

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    1. Grace I think so too...I taught her when she was just 11...amazing!

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  6. smiles... i'm happy for her that she became a poet... makes life so much more colorful...cool on seeing her again after so many years

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  7. I try keeping away from mirrors..
    ...even metaphoric ones, for fear of whom I may see and recognize.
    Cleverly constructed, [if I read it right].

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    1. well you know you could be right Aprille...maybe I was thinking of the young me when she used to come to my home and talk to me.

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  8. Superb, a delightful read.

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    1. ...glad you did...that's what it's all about ss...

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  10. I always enjoy your Poem for Thursday slot Gerry.

    I recently met a lady I hadn't seen for fifty years. I would never have recognised her, although I was at her door - but after a moment she recognised me. It was a lovely moment.

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    1. Pat thank you...life goes around though not always on the saame level I find....my potters house penketh f/b site suddenly got 1500 hits today out of the blue and there in the mix were two people I used to teach....one now in China the other living in London...loved it!!!

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  11. Shealwayswasknowshenowsit

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  12. I agree, Gerry, you have some excellent wordplay in this.

    Pamela

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