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Friday 23 January 2015

The long and the short of a part of my life Volume 1 Page 11

You forget that you have been listening
As friends and silence drift and gently sway

Father and daughter laugh
This is easy conversation
The best of times
No more sitting on the fence

You forget that you have been listening
To tunes on the radio
Family preserved variations
Gulls back from the sea shore
Mottled cherry blossom 
Afloat on the breeze

That is all I could draw
Call it abstract if you will
But there is a go at tenderness
An attempt at insight
A feel for the message in a bottle
A search for a statement of intent

In between the French
And Spanish dictionaries
Serendipity plies her wares

Shadows of the sunset years
Angle-poise, poised upon the picture
Painted, painted just before the dawn

And that's where it stayed
Caught up in indifference
Trapped in some sensible profession
Shunted into the knackers yards
Left to become redundant, old iron
Until the sun rose on that cold day in December

Stillness, silence of the crystal, locked behind glass doors
Matched, as by the forces of equilibrium, by the matching cups and saucers
Jimmy yanked Harry's arm, you could hear the crack across the street
Passers by looked on with concern, had they never seen a dislocated 


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