Saturday, October 16, 2010

Threads of time...Magpie#36

Willow's Magpie Tales is bustling with poems on yet another interesting prompt:




Fate plays a game without a score
bringing me back where I grew
Musing at the apron of loneliness
covering me, hovering over me
in a room once painted with memoirs
opening a window down memory lanes
joints cricking , reminiscence aching
dusting those sun-kissed
work hardened hands
brows wiggling against blinding
rays of my county’s sun.

I see weeds sprouting despondently
worming a dried up backyard
where we rushed over fences
to catch the first carol every Christmas
where the castles in sandboxes
were the only known sands of time
when edgy rainy dull Sundays
stranded us in our rooms
waiting with noses against this window
chin upon clenched hands
sniffing running noses
spirits only soaring higher by the minute.

I changed, aged, matured
but this place remains unaffected
I’ve grown wings, wrinkles
challenged, failed, bruised with time
stabilized which was a gamble then
when daring an enemy-clad sibling
was the only mission in tow
failure was getting a B in art
while that neighbor’s acing it
bruising meant a wounded knee
or a scraped elbow over sunset
times do flicker and people do differ
you realize smiling a little
that was then & this is now…

~ET/MD, 2010

37 comments:

....Petty Witter said...

How beautifully poignant.

Julie Jordan Scott said...

This line:

>>> Musing at the apron of loneliness

It is an experience I know, intimately.

Thank you for writing and sharing today.

The Groan, my response to this week's magpie.

Deborah said...

Wonderfully atmospheric, discriptive and beautifully written, I really liked this, very good Magpie :o)

Jinksy said...

Perspective always changes over time... :)

Giovanni said...

Outstanding imagery!
Your poetry is inspiring.
Thank You!

Michael said...

love the level you went to with this. Great read.

Kristen Haskell said...

That was lovely but I have to admit that the first line "Fate plays a game without a score" is so true and my favorite.

Brian Miller said...

wonderful imagery...i can so relate to the older we get and place staying the same...i feel that was about my parents house...nice magpie

Tumblewords: said...

And we do just keep on keepin' on. Mostly. Nice work, indeed!

Ana said...

Strange how different "then" looks now. Very nice!

Reflections said...

So descriptive, poignant take on this the memories of days of old as opposed to time now.

Well done.

Dave King said...

I loved the images this conjured for me. Inspired writing.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Tracy(Petty Witter) Thank you so much :)

@Julie Jordan I am so glad you could relate, Thank you so much for dropping by :)

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Deborah Oh Thank you so much :)

@Jinksy That's so true...

@Giovanni Thank you for your kind compliment :)

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Michael :) Thank You

@Kristen I agree.I sometimes believe in it...

@Brian Thank you...Everytime I had head back home, I feel that...

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Tumblewords True that.Thank you :)

@Ana :)Yes,we just change so much.Thank you :)

@Reflections Thank you,I'm glad you liked it...

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Dave Thank you :)

Jingle said...

very beautiful tale...
u have got the talent.

little hat said...

lovely writing. Beautifully captured memories. It swept me along.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Jingle :)Thank you so much...

@Little hat Thank you..:)

jason evans said...

A bittersweet pilgrimage.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Jason :)Yes.Sometimes we stop and think about these things...

willow said...

Brilliant piece. Apron of loneliness struck a strong chord with me.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Willow Thank you so much. That was an excellent prompt n I was more than happy to read write-ups from other writers.
Thank You!:)

Leo said...

Musing at Apron's Loneliness.. that stunning imagery there! LOVED IT!

my magpie is ~here~

Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

wow..did this ever bring back memories

wonderul and poignant

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Leo :D Thank you so much for dropping by such a lovely encouragment...

@Rene :) Thanks a lot...

Nikita Banerjee said...

Hi,

This is my first visit to your blog and I enjoyed reading your poem. Wonderfully described...never once going over the line! Very well expressed!

Erratic Thoughts said...

Hey Nikita,

Thank you so much for dropping by and for that lovely comment.:)

Anil P said...

"Apron of lonliness" - lovely line.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Anil Thank you :)

Akasha Savage. said...

There was some lovely images in this. Well done.

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Akasha Many Thanks :)

Mona said...

Bitter sweet really. Like Shelly would say, our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thoughts!

Erratic Thoughts said...

@Mona So true...So true :)

~G said...

knock knock! long time no hear!

Erratic Thoughts said...

@ ~G m back again :)