Beginners, Please...

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Sat, 16 Jan 2016
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10 comments
 
If this were a dress-rehearsal,
In the real thing I’d say, 
Come up and see me some time
with conviction, like Greta Garbo,
quip, ‘Of all the gin-joints
in all the world why
did you have to pick mine?
and get the accent right.
 
When I wasn’t working
I’d learn Russian and Mandarin...
paint like Cezanne, croon
like Bing... take up Real Tennis 
and Snooker, like olives and oysters,
watch The Marathon Man
without switching off
when it got to the teeth bit.
 
Be a godmother and a better wife
not be afraid of standing up
in a plane in case I unbalance it...
never feel the need to gaze
on swarming stars, and wonder 
which of them to wish upon
to be with my daughter...
one of these tumbling days. 
 
Certificate PG
Poem
Silver Spun Sand Poems
Philosophy
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

unbalancing planes is quite a trick, but I guess I could get good with time. Liked this. 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

'Practice makes perfect'...but p'rhaps notsmiley

 

Submitted by Bee on

If - so often followed by only - two lonely words. Lovely poem. 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Ta, Beesmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Noo on

Something very genuine here.  I think the idea of tumbling days is very interesting. :)

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thanks, Noosmiley

 

Submitted by torscot on

swarming stars and "...to be with my daughter one of these tumbling days..." 

a lovely memory to cherish.

best wishes sandlady

torscot

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Indebted, dear torscotsmiley

All the best to you.

sandlady

 

Submitted by 154 on

This is touching. I love 'tumbling days'

-154-

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Thank you, 154smiley

Tina