APPREHENSION.
She looked at the clock.
It was still deeply dark but glimmers
of morning's wet fog
seeped thru' drapes mourningly dim.
She must not be late.
Between dressing she hastily packed
a bag while telling
herself never to add anything black.
Her Dad had cheerful resilience and
would survive any
health-set-back as in the years past.
But time sneaks away.
The shrilling sudden reproach of such
early phone call
had fore-warned and smelt of trouble.
The station loomed grey.
A voice rallied passengers as quickly
she filled with train
apprehension while leaving the city.
The shroud of fog lifted and thinned
as clarified suburbs
paraded in fawn amorphous quilting.
Town buildings faded.
Cattle in flat green fields became but
a fuzz under willows as
trailing indigo veiled them in muslin
Blur turned to luminous essence and
thrust hints of suffusion
indirectly into the fast galloping land.
Woolly air became striated.
Fog's blight of damp would be ended
soon and she welcomed
a positive herald of bright day ahead.
As she sat back to imagine her much
loved Dad suddenly
struck, memory's good days flooded.
Then she started to pray.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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A great write that takes you with it and some super lines - great work Fay.
Thanks Michael - glad you saw the emotion behind the lines as apprehension took hold of the moment.
A fine write Fay.
Thanks orchi. - - times of facing health problems in loved ones are hard to cope with.
Gripping, suspenseful and filled with fearful apprehension.
Dear to all our hearts for, in the normal course of our lives, we lose our loving parents.
Loved the way you plucked out the features of the day, a day you are wondering whether it is the last day on which you'd see your father.
I felt this.
Ah - yes the feel of the moments when facing what may happens to loved ones health-wise I tried to build into the suspense of the read. Thanks so much for your comment.
My dear Fay,
This write resonates like a thunderbolt! I’ll never forget that early morning phone call!
With your poetess prowess, you’ve beautifully penned that painful feeling that physically takes over when receiving that dreadful phone call!
~Laura~
Yes dear Laura - we all have to face the loss of loved ones at some time in our lives and with a sudden phone call comes the suspense and apprehension - - - thank you for expressing your views after the read.
My heart string was pulled by this one. Very well written. Thanks for sharing raw emotion.
Yes dear friend sudden phone call situation pulls at the heartstrings and train journeys take time for apprehension to build - -- thank you for the visit and read.
Thanks for sharing FAY ~ Everyday life is punctuated with happenings ~ Births ~ Marriages ~ Illnesses & Deaths etc all tinged with apprehension. In my immediate Family I have (so far) only lost one Grandpa (Mum's DAD) and one Grandma (Dad's MUM) but of course I have attended many Christenings ~ Weddings & Funerals etc Your poem explores the APPREHENSION of a Lady facing the declining Health of Her Dad which i am sure must be very difficult ! Your poem describes so very elegantly her train journey to see her Dad (possibly for the last time ?) following an urgent phone call ~ thank heaven for Modern means of instant communication anywhere in the World ! I love the last line ~ because she calms her apprehension and foreboding by doing exactly what I would do in similar circumstances:
THEN SHE STARTED TO PRAY ~ AMEN
Thanks for caring ~ Yours as always ~BRIAN
Yes those are the moments when a phone call can conjour the worst and your comment Brian echoes the times we all face when loved ones are lost to ill-health and death. The final line shows all we can do in such circumstances is pray for courage to cope should it be needed. Am so grateful for your continued support of my work dear friend.
wonderful write we all can relate to this well structured poem. ww
I feel humbled that the write struck the right cord with readers who can relate to its message dear ww - - thanks so much for your comment after the read.
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