Like a Sentry it Stood...(I.P.)

I knew I was going to enjoy this after the first line...

'At the end of a long, dark hall –
a grandfather clock. ‘No relation
of yours, child’, she would say,
with a crooked half-smile.'

It lets you know immediately that there is a relationship in the narratioin; but as to specifics nothing. I assumed the lady with the 'crooked half smile' was the mother of the girl with marshmallows on her tongue. I like the grandfather clock, '...no relations of yours...' its magically innocent.

I've had a good day today, lots of interesting pieces to read, very varied. I may try some 'erotica' next just to add spice to it all!

Mariachi mosquitoes - sometimes the furies just drop lines like that into your lap - other times they make you bloody sweat for them.

A lovely musing over time Tina- very special- where do all those minutes get to? I remember my Father's ship's clock- every quarter of an hour!!

;)Pia

Mariachi mosquitoes - superb!!!

Hi there, spartarcad...I'm really pleased you got so much out of this, and got to the real heart of the matter with your with your intuition. Couldn't agree more, by the way, about 'the furies'. Damned infuriating at times, but others, one could kiss them to death;-)

Have a good week, and many thanks.

Tina

My dad had a ship's clock too...a brass one - hanging in the kitchen;-)

Many thanks, for reading Pia, and if anyone could tell us where those minutes get to, I'd be first in line to find out.

Tina;-)

Many thanks, Blessing. Pleased it tickled your fancy;-)

Tina

Ah! Tina,

time is such a great thing, as you so wisely say
in this poem. As children we wish time would fly,
but as we get older time is something we cherish
so much.

This was a great piece for the IP and I really
enjoyed reading.

Thanks for sharing.

Jenny.

Thank you so much, Jenny...and by the way, many congrats on those cherries for your latest beautiful poem inspired by the changing seasons;-)

Tina

Loved this Tina, particularly the ending which I think you do consistently better than anyone. :-)

Much enjoyed, Tina. I particularly liked...

all those moments
stretching out like paths,
unexplored, and staircases,
unclimbed.

Well done.

sue

new Silver-Spun-Sand
Forgot well deserved cherries!
Hi! Tina, great poem
and story too plus the
the clock striking times.
Like the last stanza
taking you back, hanging
out the window,with melting
marshmallows on your tongue!
A very good one for the (IP)
this week.
We used have grandfather clock
pendulum swung, heavy sound!
in dark hall passage,and a grandmother
one further on. I usually wind only one
side clock in bedroom,if do two side dongs
loud so we stuff it inside, with something,
soften dong! When it stops, don't know exact time.
Have a good day.
julie xx

Thanks, fb. Your words more than appreciated;-)

Tina

Thanks, sue. Pleased you enjoyed;-)

Tina

Hi there, Julie. We used to do that with our grandfather clock. They do make a really loud 'boing' don't they?;-)

Pleased you enjoyed and I hope your week is going well.

Tina xx

Hi Tina,

thanks for the congrats on the cherries for my
poem, it was such an unexpected suprise, which
really made my day.

Hope you are well and having a good week.

Jenny.

You're more than welcome, Jenny. Your writing has come on in leaps and bounds and is a joy to read.

I'm fine thank you, and the sun's still shining, so the week can't fail to be good...thus far, at any rate;-)

Tina

Fantastic Tina the end of this poem really filled my head x K

leaning out my window...
marshmallows – melting
on my tongue – listening
to mariachi mosquitoes,
and wondering why time,
went so slow.

might use a little inspiration if you dont mind

Kahdai, if I can inspire you, I can only be very, very pleased;-) Tina x

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