Grandad

[Delta40]

jerry is an inspiration...


At the car boot sale
you rub your talon tipped hands
so quick I thought they would
ignite.
your breathy cloud speech
wafts upwards
as you haggle the price down
everything in your life
comes cheap you boast
The statuette sits in the rosewood
china cabinet
that Gran so loved
through century old stains
polished forever in time
by her hard work hands
The dusty sepia snap of her
when she believed in your good
sits, silent collecting nothing more than dust
the dinnerset from your wedding are chipped and cracked
like the bathroom tiles
where a while back Gran slipped
as she struggled out of her
Sunday night bath
the Sunday night Parkinson interviewed
Billy Connolly.
You watched her petite drooping frame
smash into a thousand bone chips
when she landed half in the
scum stained floor
and half out of the china tomb
the mop and bucket still stand
behind the bathroom door

[dafydd manton]

Applied cznicism ß or accurate observation. And mz kezboard is printing stuff in German. What the heck have I done, or am I turning Teutonic_ Helppppppp!

[Jerrybaldy]

Delta.
that has to be personal memory. It flowed out of you. It would have had to in the timeframe. You write from mind to page and i doubt the delete button barely knows your fingerprint.
that is ... deltaesque.

[Delta40]

deleteless delta eh?

[Jerrybaldy]

would never delete Delta :)

[dafydd manton]

Now that my keyboard has given up being German, a comment. One of your darker ones, but yet that little vein of humourous compassion shows through. I thoroughly enjoyed the poem, though I don't think Grandad and I would get on that well!! Thanks, Delta. Bonza!