Notice of absence from Doggerel Dave
I will return early January.
I will return early January.
Bus home from shopping – commonplace event.
Woman boards, sits beside me without intent.
She’s young (of course) emanating power
Which crossed the slim space between us to scour
My stupor at the ordinariness
Of the ride, imbue hyperawareness
Of her presence, all her vitality;
Then a stop, departure, finality.
Just what was it made her leaving so sad?
I was only twice as old as her dad….
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Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: No fool like an old fool.
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Ssh it happens mate, I know only too well .......... 🐧
I still ache a little. Thanks for the support, Neville.
Ah, beauty or appreciation is in the eye of the beholder no matter what age. I went to the gym this AM to carry on with my Physical Therapy exercises, and there I saw the young and robust, with physical prowess on display. Talk about feeling like a fossil. My only solace is that one day, they will be the fossils. Take care dear friend!
Cheers Bella. Your solace is my solace sometimes. But oh dear.....
Nice to know you have my back as always.. Look after yourself.
So true Dave , it may bring back sweet memories.
Andy
Sweet disappointment, pain (wish I were....) reconciliation .......Thanks for the read , Andy.
Twice as old as her dad... then that's like grand dad, right? We can only dream my friend.
Didn't realise I'd encounter a mathematician on MPS, Soren.............................................
It's the itch that goes with the dreaming which gets to me sometimes......
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