“...and if I should carol aloud from aloft
all things that are forked, and horned, and soft
would lean out from the hollowed sphere of the sea
all looking down for the love of me.”
‘The Mermaid’, Alfred Lord Tennyson
No permanent memorial, she’d insisted;
instead, she requested her ashes
be scattered from Southwold Pier...
Thus, our pilgrimage; friends and family,
one drizzly May morning, almost
two years since.
Her expressed wish – not a sombre affair,
so we did our best to keep cheerful.
‘Celebration of life’; her words
ringing loud in our ears.
How much she’d loved this place;
row on row of beach huts, all painted
a different shade of folly.
We offered up no prayers; instead,
each read a favourite poem...
Except for me; too choked up to make
much meaningful sense; glad of the rain
to mask my tears. And then a tap
on the shoulder.
“This a poetry reading, lady?” asks
a sunny faced Japanese gent;
his Canon 'Power Shot' at the ready.
“Suppose you're right,” I say, seeing
the funny side.
“OK – so your turn next, lady!
Say, ‘Cheese’. ‘Watch the birdie!’
My English good, or not?”
“Yes, indeed it is,” I smile...
Knowing she’d got her way.

Comments
littleditty | February 18, 2010 - 23:17
and somehow... a nod and a shake of the head, a smile - poignant storytelling Tina xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 18, 2010 - 23:46
ld - good to talk to you and thanks;-)
Tina xx
MistakenMagic | February 19, 2010 - 11:21
I remember this one, Tina! There's so much warmth radiating from this poem, even if it is describing a drizzly day ;) Those last two lines are just perfect for rounding off the poem.
Magic xxx
Silver Spun Sand | February 19, 2010 - 11:27
Thanks for reading, Magic.
Glad you liked it. It is still so fresh in my mind and seems like yesterday.
Tina xxx
shoe | February 19, 2010 - 14:42
This is so lovely, made me smile despite the sadness in the lines, the last two make it,
Silver Spun Sand | February 19, 2010 - 14:55
Shirley - thank you so much.
I refer to Southwold in another of my poems, but this one is an exact account as to what actually happened on that day. There were two Japanese tourists actually, a man and his wife. They were lovely people and I hadn't the heart to tell them what we were really doing.
Means a lot to me that you enjoyed this;-)
Tina
Nathan Bednarek | February 19, 2010 - 16:07
I too remember this one Tina. You are obviously on a roll lately! Posting so many poems and getting so many cherries! ;-)
Well done.
Nathan.
shoe | February 19, 2010 - 18:35
Ah, wasn't sure if this was autobiographical, I visit Southwold often,I will think of theses words next time I'm there,
Shirley xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 19, 2010 - 18:40
Thank you, Natham;-)
Strangely enough, this was a brand new poem, Nathan, although as I explained to Shirley, I had mentioned Southwold and its pier in a previous poem, so I know where you and Magic are coming from, as they say;-)
Memories of this day were too fresh in my mind before to even think about it objectively, but now that I have written this poem, I am glad, especially as I remembered the Japanese couple, bless them;-)
Have a sunny weekend.
Tina xox
Silver Spun Sand | February 19, 2010 - 18:50
That would mean much to me Shirley, next time you go there that is. And also, if you happen to find yourself on the pier, there is a bronze plaque, I think about half-way down, with my daughter Andrea's name on it. You can't miss it, it says, 'The Sound of the Sea is Yours Forever'.
Tina xx
Cavalcaderl | February 22, 2010 - 22:29
new silver-spun-sand
Yes, I too remember a bit of this.
A beautiful poetic sad poem.Course
it will always stay fresh.
Congrats: on the cherry!
been busy.back now.
julie xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 22, 2010 - 23:55
I think you must have been very busy, Julie. Have missed you, and how;-)
Tina xx
Firebird | February 23, 2010 - 17:12
I like this a lot, Tina x:) You have captured an emotional moment in such a beautiful way x:)
Beeme | February 23, 2010 - 17:28
I really enjoyed this, it's beautiful and a great ending as has already been said. Can't pick a favourite line or stanza, loved them all :)
Beeme xx
Silver Spun Sand | February 23, 2010 - 18:08
Thank you so much, Firebird. And you have captured the essence of this poem in your words too.
Tina;-)x
Silver Spun Sand | February 23, 2010 - 18:09
Good on you, Beeme;-) Pleased you liked it.
Tina xx
SundaysChild | February 24, 2010 - 02:09
This has me in tears. Brilliant.
Silver Spun Sand | February 24, 2010 - 10:58
Oh dear;-) Hope you're smiling again now and my sincere thanks to you for reading this and your lovely words. Means a lot.
Tina
penandpaperdreams | April 2, 2010 - 18:03
So beautiful, Tina.
I've wiped my tears and now there's a smile on my face and a warmth in my heart. How I love your poetry :)
Rachel xx
Silver Spun Sand | April 2, 2010 - 18:24
As you will have gathered, Rachel, this poem is dear to my heart and I am so gratified that you read it.
Your words are beautiful, by the way and I thank you for them. You should think about becoming a writer some day;-)
If, at any time, you were interested in finding out more about the remarkable lady behind this poem, you could try taking a look at my story, 'Fireworks in the Snow'.
Once again, thank you. You made my evening;-)
Tina xx
penandpaperdreams | April 2, 2010 - 18:47
Tina, you are very welcome for the comment, and I am humbled by yours. So kind of you to say I've made your evening :)
I'm having a Silver Spun Sand-binge at the minute, going through your work, and now you have mentioned Fireworks in the Snow, I'm going to indulge myslef some more.
As for the writing dream, I feel I am already living it by being on here with you guys, this site is wonderful and so are all of you :)
I'm going to read your story now, speak to you very soon, no doubt!
Rachel xx