Not Long Left

Rookie (17.05.1981 / The Molten Core)

On Returning To The Town Of My Childhood. - Poem by Not Long Left

Returning to the town where I first felt
the enormity of failure on one day
and the following day felt the sensation
of forgivness. where I kissed a stranger
in the shadows and three years later
finnally found out who she really was,
Heartbroken I stumbled readily upon the
terostorone turning taste of Cider.
There was a tree in the furtherst part
of the local park, it stunk of sweat and
sex, I found myself and lost control there.
Seven years on I am slowly venturing back
My partner and I sit in reflective silence.
I wish to stop at the old sweet shop and
Pat that scruffy saliva coating old dog
and I can taste those tastless boiled
sweets that where holed up in dusty
heaven high plastic jars-
I anticipate higher hedges and less
green paint than before, instead bright
red lights burn into me. W.F.C
'Western Fried Chicken, Pizza, Indian,
Kebab, Fish and Chips, Chefs special
Chicken Burger and Chips- £1.99.
We hurry on seeking out the house I
Grew and shrunk in, I wait to see the
Tree I once climbed up drunk, so not
to wake my oblivous sleeping parents
New white windows, no rotting flaky brown
Fresh Plants stand where the tree once was
A little girl with a green watering can hovers
above her flowers, a lady stands beside
her patting her swelling belly.
Still Silent I nod for us to leave, The
weekend is fading away, our house
needs decorating, paint needs changing
rooms need gutting, and the old shed
the previous owners left behind needs to go.

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Comments about On Returning To The Town Of My Childhood. by Not Long Left

  • (8/4/2006 6:18:00 AM)

    I really enjoyed this one Vincent! We moved about every 2 years or so when I was a kid and I always hated to go by an old house and see ''my things'' changed. I felt this poem. Great work! Sincerely, mary (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 4, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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