Golden Delicious

Not sure if this was the desired effect, but images of a recession hit town, followed by an old relative with the early signs of dementia moving to the country side to be looked after by those who care.
This made me sad. Excellent play of words.

I like this very much Tina

And I am much obliged you told me. Thank you;-)

Tina

You got it in one, Will;-)

My thanks to you for giving this so much thought. Reward enough. Glad you enjoyed.

Tina x

'tis sad, but if heaven is an apple tree filled garden bathed in a halo of light, that's worth being good for! lovely storytelling,:~}

Yep - I guess every cloud has a silver lining, or a golden one, maybe;-)

Glad you enjoyed, Shirley and thank you for telling me.

Tina x

Sad but a story well told!
Nice work
Vidit

'Endless traffic cones,
neon signs – tripping
over themselves in a bid
to outrun her...Boarded-up pubs,
signs that read, ‘For Sale or To Let’.'

- really love the images in this stanza, Tina! And as always I noticed all those rhymes and half rhymes that really make the piece role off the tongue! Superb poem, beautifully crafted - well done ;)

Magic xxx

Vidit - your comment, truly valued. Thank you.

Tina

It's the little things that count...and the fact that you pick up on them, so very rewarding, as you would know;-)

I thank you for that.

Tina xxx

Thank you, Julie;-) Yes, things are certainly warming up;-)

Tina xx

beautifully descriptive yet terribly sad.

I'm afraid the dementia element passed me by completely, I thought it was a fatal road crash. I guess sometimes I'm too literal for my own good.

Either way, this is a fantastic piece, technichally, narratively and emotionally.

David xx :--)

Very wonderful. Possibly sad - I'm not so sure (we all have to face it in the end and this is surely not a bad end). You have a great way of mixing the weather with the human action. It reminded me of what I think is another one of yours (something to do with someone visiting an elderly relative and the sense of the room they're in) but I've looked around and can't find it (your fault for writing so much!). Maybe I dreamed it ...

rj - you certainly didn't dream it. Perhaps you meant 'Room 5 is Mrs. Jenkins'. Or maybe 'The Passing of Aunt Maud'.

Was feeling a bit down tonight, and so your words really cheered me up. Thanks, so much;-)

Tina

David - a poem is what each reader makes of it... open to individual interpretion, and yes, it was a fatal road crash. So you missed nothing.

Pleased you got so much from this. It means much.

Tina xx;-)

new Silver Spun Sand
Great story and poet
beautifully explained
sad.Your right little
things mean a lot?
You tell them so excellently.
I remember my mum once
been to the shop,next to us
couldn't remember where we lived.
My dear friend many years saw in
group sat:and girl's coffee.
Now in hospital suddenly.
Age is getting hold of us.
Didn't realise your poem was fatal raod crash.
Yep!Iv'e been there to,and hubby three.Motorbike,
no! more.Thank goodness.
Really hot out.
julie x

I wasn't sure it was dementia or then I thought dying, how you make these things seem worth it, a marvellous ability Tina. xxx K

Kahdai, you have a wonderful turn of phrase. Thank you;-)

Tina xxx

I don't really know what that means!?, thanks anyway :D xxx

It means, you have a wonderful way of speaking about things;-)

Tina xxx

O Thank-you! :O It's just the way I think yuknow?

;-)

Sorry I'm late again. I really liked this and the way you expertly (in my opinion) captured the confusion and sadness of the character who is suffering from dementia. Extremely sad but equally as beautiful.

Beeme xx

Better late than never, is what they say, but no need for apologies, Beeme;-) Only pleased you took the trouble to read and comment, so thoughtfully.

Tina xx