Sweet Nothings


from the ABC set Silver Spun Sand Poems

Our very first date –
hanging out at a bedsit,
Shepherd’s Bush way;
he impressed me, playing
a best mate’s drum-kit.
Had a good voice too;
in a group once, he said.

I was painfully shy –
he was kind of quiet;
had a stammer, a bad one –
except for when he sung.

On our way back
on the two-twenty bus,
we shared a Rothmans
and the usual small-talk.
Can’t recall the things
we spoke about...

Just the rabbit he made
out of a hanky,
and how the moon
sat on his shoulder
all the way home.

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Comments

MistakenMagic | March 29, 2010 - 14:53

A wonderful progression of beautiful images, Tina! I especially love the final stanza and the 'moon sat on his shoulder'. This poem shows how imperfect love can in fact be the most perfect love in the world ;) Brilliant!

Magic xxx

celticman | March 29, 2010 - 15:31

really enjoyed this

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 15:41

That's it in a nutshell, Magic. Must be the poet in you;-) My thanks to you for reading. Glad you got exactly what was intended from it. Have a good week. Not long till Easter;-)

Tina xxx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 15:42

Really appreciate your reading this and commenting so positively. Thank you;-)

Tina

Beeme | March 29, 2010 - 16:23

I really enjoyed this to. I love the last stanza in particular, a truly perfect ending with beautiful images.

Beeme xx

RachelPatricia | March 29, 2010 - 16:32

So beautiful; haunting, even. An absolute pleasure to read :)

Rachel xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 16:34

Thanks so much for that, Beeme. Your words made me do just that;-)

So glad you enjoyed. Memories...where would we be without them?

Tina xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 16:35

Rachel - really appreciate your lovely comment. Thank you so very much;-)

Tina xx

RachelPatricia | March 29, 2010 - 16:40

More than welcome, the pleasure was all ours!

:)

Rachel xx

vidit.chopra | March 29, 2010 - 17:06

"and how the moon
sat on his shoulder
all the way home"
These lines steal all the credit.
Nice one.
Vidit

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 17:09

Thank you, Vidit. Your comment highly valued;-)

Tina

Beeme | March 29, 2010 - 17:23

Well done on the cherry Tina, richly deserved :-)

Beeme xx

Cavalcaderl | March 29, 2010 - 17:36

new Silver-spun-sand
Yes, well done on the cherry!
Cleverly done as poet would.
Love last stanza to.
Just the rabbithe made
out of a hanky,
and how the moon
sat on his shoulder
all the way home.
It's all a cracker!
julie xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 18:29

Beeme - how nice of you;-) Much appreciated.

Tina xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 18:31

Hi Julie;-) Thank you for reading. I really envy people who can fold serviettes, hankies and whatever. Me, I'm hopeless at such things.

So pleased you enjoyed and thanks for telling me.

Tina xx

insertponceyfre... | March 29, 2010 - 18:58

I have nothing to add except I thought it was lovely! xx

RachelPatricia | March 29, 2010 - 19:23

Congratulations on the cherry, Tina :)

I'm also envious of people with such talents, especially people who can make little boats out of crisp packets! I'm just all fingers and thumbs and haven't got the patience!

Rachel xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 20:52

Thank you, so very much;-)

Tina xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 29, 2010 - 20:55

Each to their own, I guess, Rachel. I think you have found where your true talents lie, and so has ABC;-)

My sincere thanks to you. Glad you enjoyed.

Tina xx

threeleafshamrock | March 30, 2010 - 10:54

Just p-p-p-perfect! You have a knack of making the ordinary, extraordinary; class act!

Chris XXX

Silver Spun Sand | March 30, 2010 - 11:11

Well hello there, Chris;-) You have brightened a grey day for me, except it isn't half as bad as the weather where you are, obviously. I shall try and send some sunshine to you.

Thanks for your words, Chris. Glad you enjoyed.

Tina XXX

Kahdai | March 30, 2010 - 11:50

Very sweet poem Tina, how we accept people without letting different 'faults' & talents, change our minds. Could you please explain what this Rothmans was, I don't know if you mean smoking on a bus, or if it is a new slang term for something one might get up to on a first date. ;) I am a little left behind these fast moving times. I can make a few things folding, infact last week showing off to my little sister I made a blow-up cube out of her chip wrappings. K xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 30, 2010 - 17:41

Hi there, Kahdai;-) Yes, you guessed it, Rothmans - a brand of cigarette, and I am talking about the old days here, when smoking was permitted on the upstairs of buses.

As for your 'blow up cube' out of chip wrappings, I bet it went with a bang!

Thank you for reading and glad you enjoyed.

And by the way, who isn't left behind in these fast moving times? I know I am;-)

Tina xx

Kahdai | March 31, 2010 - 15:53

Hi Tina, I used to smoke on the bus before too, good times, eh? :) I am kindof glad you can't smoke in some places now, I still think pubs atleast should be allowed. My cube, I think she made it into a game-die(not sure, dice?), I hope my mama binned it after. I like to pop into your imaginative-mind & memories every now & again, it's nice of you to let us. Hei, if we be left behind, I reckon it better, so rather where you are anyway. ;) xx

Silver Spun Sand | March 31, 2010 - 16:14

Hi again, Kahdai;-) I certainly agree with you that I think pubs and private clubs should be given the option as far as smoking is concerned. And as for those good times, yes they were.

By the way, you can 'pop' into my mind any time you like...well, almost, anyway;-)

Tina ;-)xx

Nathan Bednarek | April 2, 2010 - 22:34

You really are on a roll! Yet another gem. I love how you managed to explore the emotion, the setting and the characters all in one short poem. Amazing skill.

Just beautiful. Well done.

Nathan.

Silver Spun Sand | April 3, 2010 - 07:54

Thanks for reading, and commenting so positively;-) Glad you enjoyed.

Have a good Easter, Nathan, and I hope things are well with you.

Tina xox