Hear No Evil (I.P.)

Beautiful yet heart-wrenching take on the IP, Tina! I love all the little details you always include in your poetry - like the Stones' LP and the cigarette. Just brilliant ;)

Magic xxx

Thanks for reading, Magic. This exact situation happened to a dear friend of mine, years ago now. They never did find out why, and she never did regain her hearing, but she always said that there were lots of people, far worse off than she. Which is a good philosophy to have, I guess;-)

Tina xxx

Enjoyed, as always Tina, Did I read " a study in monochrome"? I came back for another read and it's gone,

This is BRILLIANT!!! ;-)

I really enjoyed this poem. The story is intriguing, poignant and just beautifully written. I would like to see this in a form of a short story or perhaps even a couple of episodes...? Just a suggestion. Don't get me wrong, this works beautifully as a poem and I wouldn't add or take anything, but for some reason I'd really like to see this as a story as well ;-) but that is of course up to you ;-p

A big well done from me.

Nathan xox

So glad you enjoyed this one, shoe and yes, you did read 'a study in monochrome'. Took it off for a tweak but shall put it back soon, promise.

Have a good week, Shirley;-)

Tina

It really meant a lot to me that you liked this one. Have been working on it for a while now and I really do agree with you about the story. It would make a great one. Must get busy. Thanks so much, once again, Nathan;-)

Tina xox

A sad tale and yet strangely uplifting; it reminds me (just shows you how my mind works) of the old east-enders philosophy during the blitz; it's bad but it could be worse, so I'll just get on with it! This may have nothing to do with what you meant too write...but there you go, lol.
Very enjoyable regardless of my (mis)interpretation, well done.

Chris XXX

On the contrary, Chris - your interpretation was spot-on;-)

My thanks to you for reading.

Tina XXX

Being on the way to deafness myself, I really felt this one, Tina. The details of it are stunning but it is the philosphical nature, the positivity of the last stanza, despite the afflication, that really inspires me. When mine gets to me, I will remember these words and remind myself I'm much better off.

Your appreciation of the poem humbles me, Dynamaso and I wish you well. I have a twenty one year old nephew who was born profoundly deaf and he obviously encountered difficulties at school but he pulled through remarkably. He now has his own gardening business down in Cornwall - as one, as he has always been with plants and nature. Amazing what we can do with a bit of positive thinking.

Thank you so very much for your words.

Tina

Dear Tina, here we are once again answering the challenge of the I.P.
I notice that both you and I have chosen deafness as the chosen disability but there the similarity ends.
Our pieces are very much different in style.
You already know how much I appreciate your poetry but every time I read your latest contribution I cannot help feeling in awe at your consistently high standard. This poem is among your best. Love every line and the closing stanza in particular:
".............................Funny –
how much in life we take for granted.
Could be worse, she supposed;
her shadow humming a tune."

Lots of love, Luigi.

Dear Luigi - you have done something 'unique'. You have left me speechless;-) Just thank you, so very much. As you say, our two poems, so different, and yet somehow the same.

As a matter of interest, the 'factory stacks' that I mention in the poem, are indeed the ones at Battersea Power Station, where my husband served his apprenticeship for the then CEGB in the nineteen sixties. I see that once again, plans are underway for the site's redevelopment, and I hope that these latest will come to fruition, before the 'old lady of Battersea', crumbles to the ground.

Much love, Tina xxx