Another crack in the wall

Gold cherry

By Parson Thru

Thu, 05 Dec 2019
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Looking my childhood in the face

It stares back, brutish, stupid, emotionally crippled

Two fourths of the picture are missing, and I’m not sure now what really died

What remains is unreconstructed caricature

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I paint the walls each time I come, but still they scream

“You left, you bastard!”

I did

When you burn the house and walk away, better not to drift back

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But years soften the edge

Visitors are always on their best behaviour

The trick is to keep moving – never unpack

Perpetual outsider, stranger

Loyal to what you are

Keep clear of the inviting drop

Don’t pretend you haven’t changed

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Right now the strongest sense is that of not belonging

Everything is alien and obscene

It takes an effort of imagination to locate a previous self

Time and distance – disassociation

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The cracks in the walls are real

You can fill them, paint over them, but they’re there

This house was built on unsafe ground

Something has to give

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Comments

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you!

Tried to write a lyrical version but it defeated me.

Knocking big scales of rust off the old geetar instead.

Parson Thru

Submitted by celticman on

years soften the edge, that's lyrical enough.

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

They do celt. But the fractures can be pretty sharp when they appear.

How are you?

Parson Thru

Submitted by Di_Hard on

"I paint the walls each time I come, but still they scream"

"the strongest sense is that of not belonging"

"It takes an effort of imagination to locate a previous self"

 

scalpel sharp

 

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Hi Di.

Not much form, but it wasn't that kind of thing really. More therapeutic.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Maybe it'll do as an outline for something else.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Maybe. Often charcoal  sketches are more powerful than finished paintings. I think more and more how poems are ike pictures? A line break can be like orange next to blue.

The emotional punch of this is very strong, it might not be if it was lyrical?

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

My thinking, too.

Orange and blue feature prominently with me.

No idea why.

Parson Thru

Submitted by airyfairy on

You may think of it as an outline, Parson, but others are finding a lot more in it than that.  This is our wonderful Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day!  

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Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you for this kindness. X

Parson Thru

Submitted by seashore on

'The trick is to keep moving - never unpack...'

I've spent most of my life doing that.

I love your poem, PT.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Thank you seashore.

There's a lot of it about.

Parson Thru