Winter Ice

[Delta40]

Splish splosh rain.
Fat drops cascade off the rotting sill.
A cat leaps for cover
amongst the blowfly grass.
Squally wind churns a pensioner's bones
over and over till they're covered
by damp layers of waste.
Tinkled, worn out notes
blasts Greensleeves up the dead end street
then whisks it sharp left.
The batttered ice cream van circles
round the cul-de-sac.
Glacies crepito! Glacies crepito venum
A mother smacks her child.
The child kicks the dog.
Both stand in the yard waving,
as the van passes by,
hope rushing away faster than
fifty six blinks of a child's wishful sigh.

[Jerrybaldy]

An ice cream van playing Greensleeves? Did MM's poem 'Phantom Ice cream' burn straight into your brain?

I loved:

Splish splosh rain.
Fat drops cascade off the rotting sill.

Also:

A mother smacks her child.
The child kicks the dog.
Both stand in the yard waving,
as the van passes by,
hope rushing away faster than
fifty six blinks of a child's wishful sigh.

This was funny and then a longing I remember well watching that van rush away. Blinks of a sigh ? Hmmmmmm. :)

[Delta40]

I thought about in the blink of an eye but it is sooo cliched.

I didn't give MM's poem a thought. I really have heard Greensleeves in the distance today while its been bucketing down with rain but I guess that is still business as usual in UK!

[Hawkman]

I liked this one, Delta. Great imagery and a world-weary glaze of spite. Loved the Latin, which works (despite the translation: Rattling ice! Rattling ice for sale) :D Like I said, great imagery...

H

PS the sun's shining here.

[Delta40]

My latin is not what it used to be...

thanks Hawk

[Vignette]

This brought back some childhood memories. I especially like the imagery of mother and child, and I can only imagine the dog is bewildered from that kick! :)

[MorpheusSandman]

Love it! Such vivid imagery here, Delta, and it has such a strong sense of narrative and a judicious pacing that's spry but not rushed, that allows the reader just enough time to savor the picture.