ANDREW BLAKEMORE

Rookie - 242 Points (01/01/1966 / BIRMINGHAM)

The Chocolate Box - Poem by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

Upon the shaded corner
Of this cold and windswept road,
There stands a little sweet shop
Almost hidden out of sight.

As long as I remember
It has always been that way,
Though years have passed and much has changed
Within this battered town.

Where once I used to stop and gaze
At all those rows and rows of jars,
That stood within the window
But I now just walk on by.

So many happy memories
Of my childhood linger there,
Alas the time moved swiftly
And in turn did make me old.

To see my sad reflection
In the glass too much to bear,
And so I head along upon
This cold and windswept road.


Andrew Blakemore 2009


Comments about The Chocolate Box by ANDREW BLAKEMORE

  • (12/7/2009 10:33:00 AM)


    Lovely memories in this poignant piece Andrew. We have a shop here that sells all the old traditional sweets and its always full of adults buying sweets they bought many years ago, well penned
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    Lynda xx
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  • Sandra Martyres (12/3/2009 11:24:00 PM)


    Andrew, this is a beautiful nostalgic piece...I can see exactly what you mean...all my favourite shops as a kid - now look small and insignificant when compared with the fancy sparkling stores that have mushroomed all over the city, yet these tiny dingy shops still mesmerise me and make me think of the good old days when we had to really save or get excellent grades at school to be able to afford the chocolates & other goodies they had on display...10++ (Report) Reply

  • (12/3/2009 2:47:00 PM)


    I think most of us mourn our youth at one time or another....times we can never get back. Years ago I used to go and peer into a sweet shop where the man was making the sweets himself. He would roll out the hot mixture of cough candy and let us have the bits he didn't use. Well we were rarely given enough pocket money for a bag of his sweeties in those days. Good thing too as they were bad for our teeth, heheh.
    Ruthie
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  • (12/3/2009 2:37:00 PM)


    Things like that are great memos. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 21, 2010


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