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The Ice Cream Van

THE ICE CREAM VAN

Harken! Hear’st thou not
The jolly old ice cream van?
An old childhood memory

Reentering the present …

Ice cream in the Winter?
Dream on, my dearest, for
Now who leaves the house?

Reentering the present …

I scream at this Winter
For none enter the house
No one any more save I

Derision

DERISION

Etched as in acid
Undeserved childhood tattoos
Still silently burn

Learning Impaired (28b)

LEARNING IMPAIRED

Sunny beach
Childhood holiday
Spent the day
More than once
Damming a stream using sand
No wiser today

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Shadorma November

Explorer (16a)

EXPLORER

Mystery
Childhood favourite
Whyspering
In my ear
Fairy stories beckoned me
Hinting at ingress

Looking here
Looking there of course
(OCD)
Each stone turned
Discovering vibrant life
Cloaking … Mystery

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Shadorma November

Tree Rings

TREE RINGS

Poured into the world
Enthralled, aghast
Gradually that fluidity congeals

For years one wishes to be older
Then, with experience one wishes
Ah, if only, to be young again

With wisdom one learns acceptance

Things My Mum Taught Us

THINGS MY MUM TAUGHT US

My mum told us to
Chihuahua food properly
Before we swallow

Unfinished

UNFINISHED

To learn so young the art of survival
Assist in keeping family secrets safe
Paper over the crumbling brickwork
Tissue the next seismic shock shreds

Hope and Despair – Comfort and Rejection
Siamese twins turned Indian givers
Left fearful now of any scrap of warmth
Left hating herself the final betrayal

A secret journal the one thing at least
She has some chance to keep sacred
A lifeline through these shameful years
Now become her free psychotherapy

Stabs at writing, at painting with words
“Painting by numbers about my limit”
Moans, “Can’t even keep to the lines”
“So best abandon this clumsy sketch”

Left adrift in the throes of thrashing chaos
A tearful maelstrom, roaring in the silence
The sun and moon, heaven itself devoured
And the earth winding down into silence

Wary of a lurking nervous breakthrough
Judged best left incomplete, this picture
So let the reader allocate the meaning
When satisfied click “Save Changes”

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An earlier version of this, entitled “The Lost Sock” was posted in March 2012. I have removed it.

A Child’s View Of The World II

A CHILD’S VIEW OF THE WORLD II

As a child I believed that germs
Must arrive from Germany
(An idea only reinforced
When I contracted German measles)

Though no order forms, invoices
Cash or receipts changed hands
Similarly I thought ’twas Mark Twain
Who most likely invented string

A Child’s View Of The World

A CHILD’S VIEW OF THE WORLD

“I am so glad the sky is blue
And that the grass is green
With lots and lots of lovely things
All sandwiched in between.”

And any time I really look
There’s more than I expect
And one more reason to treat this place
With wide-eyed wonder and respect.

Forever Young

FOREVER YOUNG

Giving reign to the child in me
They become uncomfortable
They do not remain long as friends
The decision is mutual
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