My soles in need of ointment,
requested for more pain,
thus, with a-wry grimaced face;
such bane; was made again,
where to go? Was questioned,
as boots and tarmac gripped,
we know just the place to go,
the site that had the tip!
So; granting footsie wish,
I paced; with sweaty cotton,
towards the whir; of old machines,
that filled the bins of Cotham.
Stepping down; long Hawton Road,
fish shop; wafted charm,
seduced my nose; and made it blush,
a cause for such alarm,
with subsequent evasion,
my gait; was stopped; by gate,
for temporary signals; meant,
strollers, should negate, I then
looked for a bypass,
nothing could be found,
this wasn’t hiker friendly; such a
sticky re-laid ground,
turned about; I did,
whilst staring at my feet,
“sorry, my two fellows,
to tally such defeat!”
Yet, through a quaint estate,
one re-met the Sconce,
upon it; danced the people,
who swayed; such warm response.
-
Author:
AuburnScribbler (
Offline) - Published: September 2nd, 2024 12:23
- Comment from author about the poem: I am back once again with another instalment of my "promenade poems", though as the title suggests, this one was a bit of a let down! I wanted to have a good walk down an old lane, an old back road to Nottingham, to the village of Cotham, where the old refuse yard used to be. I remember going there with my father as a kid, "helping" him to get rid of an array of different things such as, garden waste and broken furniture (because of my frequent WWF (WWE) impressions, oops!) Sadly, I couldn't. As the through road via Hawton Road, was barricaded off, due to road resurfacing and the work on a new motorway bypass, linking more of my hometown and its surrounding villages to the busy A46 dual carriageway. Thus, this made for a "non-pedestrian friendly" situation, of which was happily resolved; by me walking back home via the Sconce, that in the English Civil War was laden with cannon fire, but now, is the site for such public gatherings and joy. The banner picture accompanying the poem, looks very similar to the back lane you have to go through to reach Cotham, though perhaps, not anymore, due to work that is happening. Despite my original plan being ruined, it turned out to be a nice walk nonetheless, so, with the same spirit, I hope that you enjoy this poem, and as always, please do stay safe everyone.
- Category: Nature
- Views: 21
- Users favorite of this poem: Bella Shepard, Neilton, Cheeky Missy
Offline)
Comments6
Memory can take us to so many different places. And yet how often when we revisit, the memory is challenged by change. This is a lovely poem, and so glad that it turned out well in the end. A fine write dear friend!
Thanks for the read, for favouritng this poem and as always, your very kind words Bella, it is very much appreciated.
I wholeheartedly agree with what you have said, about the the concept of memories being altered by change. Sadly, in some cases it can bring grief, as it tells us how clearly different things are now. However, sometimes, the joy rushes back in such a warm familiar way, that it comforts us with a happy constant.
Thanks again for such kind praise, happy walking if you have any plans to do so soon, and I hope that all is well.
During COVID my husband and I took a Sunday drive to the neighborhood I grew up in 50 years ago. Some things were the same, some very different, and some were completetly gone, as if they'd never existed. Makes you realize the fluidity of life, and how precious our memories are. Fortunately my happy walk is every morning, thank you for your kind wish!
I totally agree with what you have said about life being a process, flowing like a river where the current does not cease for anything.
Though, I am glad that happy memories of your childhood home remains, and that you have a pleasant routine to start every day!
Many thanks!
Fine walk Ben, I hope those fish and chips were tasty.
Andy
Thanks for the read and for your lovely comment as always Andy.
In terms of the chippy, I had to force myself away, as it would have been a case of some very messy overexcitable eating! Hahaha!
I hope that all is well.
Often detours in life have their own blessings. A fun right in itself take this poem for a metaphor lovely.
Thanks for the read sorenbarrett, and for your very well considered comment.
Of course, life has a way of "impermissibly" changing things, but as you have said, some alterations can be rays of positivity.
I hope that all is well.
OK I admit I had to look up Cotham, was well worth it. Nice work.
Thanks for the read Dan, for your kind words, and I am also glad that I inspired you to find out more about my local area. Nice to hear that you are quite enthused as a result.
I hope that all is well.
I'm glad you had a nice walk that day ! This poem is beautiful in every way !!Your talent is truly unique
Thanks for the read, for favouriting this poem and for your very kind words Neilton, they are very much appreciated.
Though there may be many different reasons to walk, the fact that all of them are free, to me, means, that each walk is beautiful; and too pure to put a price tag on, as sadly everything else has been sullied with a cost. So, with that said, happy walking!
Thanks again, and I hope that all is well.
My la! What a ramble through the fabled English countryside indeed! Nothing like the difficulties of modern roadwork and the like. Your place names threw me off, whence I thank you all the more for the explanation/translation in your notes. Thank you very much for sharing. Beautifully detailed with a delightful poignancy. Me loves!
Thanks for the read, for favouriting this poem and for your lovely words Cheeky Missy, they are very much appreciated.
Your comments are in themselves, a wonderful read, and I am glad that my explanatory notes add to some of the charm of my poems.
Regards to finding more accessible walkways, I will keep my eyes peeled, and my feet braced!
You are very welcome, glad that you love it, thanks again, and I hope that all is well.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.