Friends Poems: 94 / 500

Walls Have Ears

Rating: 4.5

The words echo, walls have ears
Echoes around the centuries not absurd
My Pisces ways have me believing
From childhood to where I am today
Days when food was in short supply
Mother became a magician at meal times
The kitchen table was quieter than normal
I was often banned to my bedroom
Appreciate what you have, met with quiet disapproval
My bedroom was my kingdom full of imaginary friends
Noise of conversation brought my parents to the scene
Fathers head appeared through a half open door
Looked and left me to my own World once more
Mother checked giving me the look
She held out her arms inviting comfort
Be careful of words and how they are spoken
These walls have ears that listen and hold them
My invisible friends all nodded in agreement
My punishment room was really a treasure
Friends came and went the door frequently opened
Now later in life as I think of these times
I feel I have deserted them these friends of mine
On occasions when waking from dreams
Laughter is slowly fading but I can hear
I utter some words then hear a closing door

Monday, February 25, 2019
Friends Poems: 94 / 500
Topic(s) of this poem: believe,imagination,memories
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
My childhood on occasions needed imaginary friends to help me get through life that sometimes I did not understand. The saying of Walls have ears was used often used by my Parents.
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 16 March 2019

Love it! Imaginary friends... what childhood memories this evokes! Congrats on poem of the day!

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Mahtab Bangalee 10 February 2020

Laughter is slowly fading but I can hear I utter some words then hear a closing door/// beautiful poem penned; nice imaginative atmosphere is used to write the poem; walk slowly observe the standing wall lonely; feel the whispering of wall oh no ghostly wall can speak but silently!

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Jane Campion 04 August 2019

Just a wonderful poem of childhood. So well presented to us. Thank you John.

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John Ahern 22 August 2019

Thank you for taking the time to read the poem and your kind comment.

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Lyn Paul 01 August 2019

Wonderfully written. Your childhood sounded exciting. Dreaming is a great link for rarely being sad. Expecting good things can happen.

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John Ahern 03 August 2019

Hi Lyn, thank you for commenting. I have an imaginary book titled memories, every page waiting for its turn.

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Jennifer Birchall 16 March 2019

Sometimes imagination is what kept us going. Fantastic poen dear John.

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John Ahern 16 March 2019

Always thankful for my imagination, it did indeed keep me going, thank you.

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Castellenas John 16 March 2019

A great writer. Made the reader believe and see.

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John Ahern 16 March 2019

Thank you for your kind comment.

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