ET TU VALE!
July 23rd 2007 17:56
quietly you lost your way,
unsighted, marooned,
behind cobwebbed windows,
you darkness crept,
within that place without,
shadows or sunlight.
each day a visual silence,
from bed to breakfast,
shower to power-suit,
all colours mute.
dead was the daylight,
yet alive the sound bright,
an aural world of,
bug scuttles and creaks,
clicks, clacks and snaps,
amplifing the mind mapping,
of your way through the day.
woven in your weaving path,
your life-wife wonderful,
spoke on your behalf,
when we newly met,
you, the unboasting poet.
Then came losing day,
your wife hallway stilled,
found upon floor by foot,
fooled you to fall upon,
her on hardened floor.
Your cry surprise,
echoed away empty,
no murmur nor moan,
your wife unspeaking,
nor moving anymore.
Gone for now,
and for morrow,
her warnings and warrings,
and nosey natter,
now matter,
all the more.
Her noisey silence slipped,
by family unwary,
of a darkening veil,
shrouding your soul.
You sipped your sup,
full strength for brunch,
a hag's brew grim;
hotch potch scotch,
and gin bruised juniper,
till dinner dusk long.
Slumped everlasting,
glass fallen from grasp,
be-bloodied spent,
in kitchen sent,
your soul to find,
forever your darling.
Now forevermore,
night in eternal,
you see returned,
your inner sight,
holding her hand and,
enjoying full flood,
of love's golden light!
In memorium for my neighbour, who was blind and a poet, who died last Sunday, alone in his house sitting at the kitchen table. He moved in just last year, and lost his wife within a month. I always intended to attend a poet's group meeting with him, but alas, I left it too long, to my deep regret.
aeternum vale old man!
(farewell forever old man!)
fog
NOTE: VALE is pronouned 'VAH LAY' and is Latin for farewell.
"ET TU VALE" is my made up phrase, using poetic license, meaning "You Too, Farewell", ( I thought fitting considering my recent 'death' theme)
unsighted, marooned,
behind cobwebbed windows,
you darkness crept,
within that place without,
shadows or sunlight.
each day a visual silence,
from bed to breakfast,
shower to power-suit,
all colours mute.
dead was the daylight,
yet alive the sound bright,
an aural world of,
bug scuttles and creaks,
clicks, clacks and snaps,
amplifing the mind mapping,
of your way through the day.
woven in your weaving path,
your life-wife wonderful,
spoke on your behalf,
when we newly met,
Then came losing day,
your wife hallway stilled,
found upon floor by foot,
fooled you to fall upon,
her on hardened floor.
Your cry surprise,
echoed away empty,
no murmur nor moan,
your wife unspeaking,
nor moving anymore.
Gone for now,
and for morrow,
her warnings and warrings,
and nosey natter,
now matter,
all the more.
Her noisey silence slipped,
by family unwary,
of a darkening veil,
shrouding your soul.
You sipped your sup,
full strength for brunch,
a hag's brew grim;
hotch potch scotch,
and gin bruised juniper,
till dinner dusk long.
Slumped everlasting,
glass fallen from grasp,
be-bloodied spent,
in kitchen sent,
your soul to find,
forever your darling.
Now forevermore,
night in eternal,
you see returned,
your inner sight,
holding her hand and,
enjoying full flood,
of love's golden light!
In memorium for my neighbour, who was blind and a poet, who died last Sunday, alone in his house sitting at the kitchen table. He moved in just last year, and lost his wife within a month. I always intended to attend a poet's group meeting with him, but alas, I left it too long, to my deep regret.
aeternum vale old man!
(farewell forever old man!)
fog
NOTE: VALE is pronouned 'VAH LAY' and is Latin for farewell.
"ET TU VALE" is my made up phrase, using poetic license, meaning "You Too, Farewell", ( I thought fitting considering my recent 'death' theme)
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Comment by katyzzz
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You have a soul, a heart and feeling. I'm sure your neighbour was the richer for knowing you.
katyzzz
Comment by Simon Marks
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Thanks for comments on my blog...I'm in the process of buying a camera at the moment - had a disastrous moment with my old one involving a pint of beer.
My girlfriend loves duck, rabbit and all types of fish...that night she treated herself to some swordfish.
i myself ate a pork rôti with a lychee and apricot sauce with perfectly cooked vegetables and potatoes. Never tasted pork as tender in all my life..
cheers and no beers for my camera
Comment by Mountain Fog
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QUOTE ME NO QUOTES!
thanks...but alas...I am indeed a charleton genius, a mere mock petty poet laureate, I wish I had known my neighbour better, I keep being taught these lessons and keep not learning from them, carpe diem (seize the day) was thought of a long time ago, and it applies to those moments when we could/should extend our hand, in friendship, and honour our promises...alas I failed with him.
thanks again
fog
Comment by Mountain Fog
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thank you for your kind words too. I also had a nightmare with a beer and a camera. I was in the middle of filming a friend's band at a club, when a drunk old queen photographer got bizarrely jealous because I shared a joke with them, (he was with a male model...for the night!).
Anyway, it was noisey and whatnot, and I was about to go back to film the next set, when he pours his schooner of beer into my video camera, which of course shut down, and all was lost!
I got him back however, as I was well connected in those days, in theatre and so on, so I just let a few friends know what he did, and how he loved to photograph actors etc as they truly were...meaning all the bumps, warts and all!! (of course this was true, and he used to boast about it to us, thinking we would be impressed with his avantgarde approach!
No model or socialite was impressed with his 'style' however, they like to hide their bumps, so only ever used him once, after seeing the result!
Eventually he came up to me and begged me to forgive him...and stop destroying his business...hehe!...stupid idiot didn't have the brains to realize, HE was destroying his own business, I didn't have to do a thing!
I should have sued the bastard!
Oh, by the way, tell your girlfriend NOT to eat swordfish. It will contain a high level of mercury, all "old" fish do, like very large tuna, marlin etc.
Sadly, this is the world we live in today, and as there is no known 'safe' level of mercury, it is best to limit the chances of ingestion as much as possible.
cheers....and NO beers
fog
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