- Non-Erotic Poetry
- In the Attic
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Click hereLeaves have fallen
many times over,
covering the forest floor
the way the loose pages
have spilled from
Pop-Pop's binders.
Picking them up, I
realize they're not the
random bits of this
and that I had thought
they were when we
played our games among
the totes and chests and
Nana's stacked Avon boxes
under the slanted roof of
their old home.
Children handle things in
play without a care as
to what they are, only
what they need to be.
So umbrellas are guns or
swords, while the simplest of
bathrobes are fit for a
king, and the papers we used
for deeds and orders and
wills and secret spy stuff (or
the occasional love letter if the
girls were playing that day) have
their own reality as well.
Imagine the smile in
eyes as well as heart on
finding out that Pop-Pop's papers
were all that we'd thought they
were and
more.
- COMMENTS
dcpoet44almost 19 years agoin one way or the other has identified my thoughts too. i wish i had gotten to this one sooner......it's a nice write......loved the stanza with the children......don
Anonymousalmost 19 years ago"Children handle things in
play without a care as
to what they are, only
what they need to be."
amen.
I have to think on this, there is so muchc promise in this paragraph... you could do a whole series on this theme.
Well written, I could see it all, down to the avon boxes, mind you, not the actual glass pipes and dolls or the perfumes inside... the boxes. That says so much, the image of the stacked containers... it is the mark of a generation.
Thanks--
Anna
WickedEvealmost 19 years agoI really like this: "So umbrellas are guns" That made me smile.
My Erotic Talealmost 19 years agoI truely enjoyed the perspective you tantalized in this write, excellent poetry Remec
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoThe more I read of yours the more I'm impressed. This has some simply beautiful lines that let us look through a grown child's eyes.
Tess
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoA very solid poem- good structure and flowed nicely. The second to the last stanza was a bit rocky. I was thinking you should've broken it up into two stanzas or prehaps taking out some of the "and" words or adding commas where needed. Over-all, excellent poem. Thanks!
This I REALLY liked!
Picking them up, I
realize they're not the
random bits of this
and that I had thought
they were when we
played our games among
the totes and chests and
Nana's stacked Avon boxes
under the slanted roof of
their old home.
