Tag Archives: Nostalgia

The Ditch and the Den

The repetitive patterns in the winter leaves made Clarke feel like he was playing on a carpet; from a once forgotten lounge.
Swallowed by the forest, the air felt milder; an invisible, unscented smoke hovered high above the refrigerated mince of woodland soil.
On the ‘Otherside’ (from beyond the ditch) were perfect branches and twigs a plenty; perfect for finishing the greatest den.

Clarke jumped into the ditch whole-heartedly, a ditch created by the landing of a clumsy giants arm, and he disappeared toe to head in the deepest, softest patch of leaves imaginable.

Miraculously, Clarke discovered he was on the ‘otherside’. Standing there, looking on at his parents; they seemed statuesque in their mid stretch and bend to collect their woody additions.

‘Mum… Dad?’ He called out to them nervously. 

They couldn’t hear him or see him, for they may as well of been painted on canvas and hung as stillife in a hallway.

Clarke panicked, and jumped into the very same patch of leaves.

Relief immediately surged through Clarke’s small frame… He felt he was somewhere safe after all. Clarke ran like a bouncing, rolling jack to his parents who continued to forage with renewed vigor.

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Listen to the Music

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I listen to the music

 That attractive noise

I’ll listen to The Fall

 To The Beach Boys

I listen to the music

 So candid

 Therapeutic

A stinging to my ears

 So enjoyably caustic

I listen to the music

For instant nostalgia

Of where I was

Who with

Or when I found ya

I listen to the music

 I love that drone

So finally I can sleep

 Until the notes find home

I listen to the music

It conjures such love

 Into my ears

 Let it roll with a loose shove

I listen to the music

Feeling happy or stressed

I’ll listen when calm

 Intoxicated

Badly dressed

I listen to the music

 On various compilations

Those imperfect and personal

 Golden-oldie stations

I listen to the music

 Like a hit from the hits

I listen to the music

 When the moment fits

I listen to the music

 And here’s the chorus now

I’ll listen

Until the music’s over

… T’Pau!

 

 

 

Some Telephone Conversation (She Said)

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So I said wouldn’t you have thought they would of known?

She said I know.

I said, well it’s just not good enough!

She said I know.

I know you know I said, but I’ve said I’ve said one too many times already!

She said she hadn’t noticed until I mentioned it.

But then, she said, thinking about it she said, I didn’t like to say but that she was glad that I had said so… in the end.

So that made us really laugh, and then we both said, ‘speak to you soonly’ at exactly the same time!

We just wet ourselves laughing!

I think we told just about everybody about it! Anyway, I had the dinner in the oven, and she said her son had just popped in to say hello, so we had to say goodbye…. yep, bye, oh ok, oh no! Really? Never-mind, yep, bye-bye then, yeah, ok…by then!

 

The Very Young

Boy running near a beach in sepia

 

 

The water rushes in

As an irresistable force

Towards distant twinkling lights

There

Miniature soldiers

Talk amongst each other

And their glow bugs

Sleep flying

Over and on crumbly cake ramparts

So overlooked

By a hovering fluoresent luna

Showering its moonbeams

While particular water

Lick sandcastles

Fragile upon themselves

With amateurish foundations

And so it’s true!

By children they are best made

They so do implore

The Little

Are softly strengthening

Tatty-bent-books

The boundless

Seeping

In old folklore

 

Childish 80’s

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Dry felt-tip pens

Odd florescent socks

Tracing paper

The Muppets lunchbox

Sweetshops

Dull board games

Lots and lots of dice

Shortened holidays

Longer Sundays

Missing the bus again… twice!

Morning Telly

Pop! Go the ants

Nothing and everything

In soaking wet pants

World cup dramas

Bad wrestling fights

Unwelcome relatives

The endless summer nights

Bad haircuts

Cracked pavements

Thick scabby knees

Puddles

Beer sweets

Sherbet dib-dabs please!

Fake blood

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The gallop top 40

BUNDLE!

Less of your cheek

Naughty-naughty-naughty!

Too short in the trouser

Satchels

Gizmo top of pet names

Xmas, birthday, Xmas

Nonsense ball games

First love and embarrassment  

Marbles on the drains

Saturday + Sunday = two day week!

Diving paper planes

The register

Good… morning… Mrs… Teacher!

Worms and Daddy longlegs

Scare girls but won’t eat ya!

The dreaded Chinese burn

Now wait your ruddy turn!

 

I could go on…