Between the kitchen, the hall and your bedroom,
are all of the moments we missed since childhood.
Holding our breaths and quietly filtering the air,
for pieces of conversation half real or imagined.
You keep eyeing my awkward body waiting for my limbs
to wade through this passage of hidden memories.
Until my arms are symphony flowers crawling under
the gap of your doorway, screaming here I am.
They hand you light and de-pollute your bedroom,
my body, a shadow against the musky yellow air
and eighties wallpaper, sticking the scent of you
throughout this house. His mother’s prayers are
trapped within the bricks and where marbled light
shone from a wine glass there is space for his reflection.
Comments
scratch | December 3, 2011 - 17:37
Well done. You put me right in the place, frightened to open the drawers or boil the kettle. Sometimes an image hits the mark true 'dead centre' - 'symphony flowers' is one of them. A couple of points if I may. I was a little distracted by some typo's, 'breathes' should be 'breaths' and 'eying' should be 'eyeing' I think. A really good poem, thanks.
Beeme | December 3, 2011 - 19:35
Thanks very much Scratch, for the advise on typos and I'm glad you enjoyed.
Beeme xx
Highhat | December 4, 2011 - 12:41
Very good Beeme! Do you think there should be a full stop between the second and last stanza?
Beautifully penned...lovely metaphors- scratching.. itching..
;)Pia
Beeme | December 4, 2011 - 12:52
thank you very much Highhat, and yeah there probably should be a full stop ;) thank you for cherry abctales!
and for getting rid of that spam!
Beeme xx
Nolan | January 17, 2012 - 18:50
"Between the kitchen, the hall and your bedroom, are all of the moments we missed since childhood"
Beautiful work Beeme, amazing how we remember so much without knowing it. Your writing has become more mature and more sensitive, and I believe shows insight, and understanding of human nature.
Let us make the memories of the future, beautiful and joyful!
Cheers & Nolan
Beeme | January 20, 2012 - 09:44
Thank you very much Nolan :)
Beeme xx