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by Gyppo
Thu Jul 02, 2020 6:20 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: starting handle
Replies: 8
Views: 483

Re: starting handle

Dad understood marine steam engines, both coal and oil fired, but didn't have the same understanding of what he cheerfully referred to as  Infernal Combustion Engines.  It sometimes really threw him when a bike which had worked perfectly the night before wouldn't start in the morning. I would say th...
by Gyppo
Thu Jul 02, 2020 12:32 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: starting handle
Replies: 8
Views: 483

Re: starting handle

Dave, I really like this father and son moment. The father, livid that a mechanical thing is defying him.  Seeing his son is frightened by this primal outrage, then calming down enough to try again in a more civilised way. I can vividly picture the son, glad his father avoided an explosion, and the ...
by Gyppo
Thu Jul 02, 2020 12:18 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: When Eve flipped the tarot
Replies: 5
Views: 368

Re: When Eve flipped the tarot

Phil, glad you enjoyed it.

Dave, I shall very likely give this one a little polish after it's sat for a while.  Your comments about where this might take place are appreciated.  My subconscious is working on it even as I type.

Cheers,

Gyppo
by Gyppo
Wed Jul 01, 2020 11:53 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: When Eve flipped the tarot
Replies: 5
Views: 368

When Eve flipped the tarot

When Eve flipped the Tarot She was new to the cards, learning her trade, still memorising the meanings and missing out on intuition. Not aware that often they were just a tool, a prop for instinct,  a channel for the psychic link. She  needed the practice, wanted to read for everyone, and seemed up...
by Gyppo
Thu Jun 25, 2020 10:07 am
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Reflection on Father's day
Replies: 8
Views: 586

Re: Reflection on Father's day

I easily pictured myself and my Sis in this poem.  We're not 'huggy', but we're close.  So much in common, so much shared history, and a countless times when a shared nod or a raised eyebrow says all we need to say.

Gyppo
by Gyppo
Fri Jun 19, 2020 6:48 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Gone
Replies: 9
Views: 700

Re: Gone

Mark, A deceptively gentle unfolding of one of those turning points in life, where you know everything is going to change, that life is about to grab you by the scruff of neck and shake you, but you can't truly imagine how much or in what way.  Good or bad you just know it's out there, waiting for y...
by Gyppo
Sat Jun 06, 2020 10:11 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Castle/Warehouses In The Sky
Replies: 8
Views: 576

Re: Castle/Warehouses In The Sky

Cheers, Mark. As the latest one flopped through the door it suddenly occurred to me that I recycle around fifty totally unused bags a year.  (I wear my old clothes until the point they become relegated to cleaning rags.  Or repurposed, like a thick denim jeans leg becoming a light-proof potato stora...
by Gyppo
Sat Jun 06, 2020 12:07 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Castle/Warehouses In The Sky
Replies: 8
Views: 576

Castle/Warehouses In The Sky

Castles/Warehouses In The Air Every week a different folded plastic bag, rustles through my front door, raising memories of real mail. It uncurls slowly, spreading itself like some wanton begging me to fill it. I wonder at the logic behind this, the charity used clothing collection. How can we ever...
by Gyppo
Fri May 15, 2020 2:35 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: Distraught
Replies: 8
Views: 586

Re: Distraught

In a nutshell...  The trouble is, as 'creative types', we have a permanent distraction just a whisker away from over-riding our current activity. At much greater length...  (Will take a while to wade through.) Most of us have learned not to suddenly flip into creative mode whilst driving, crossing a...
by Gyppo
Thu Apr 02, 2020 3:55 pm
Forum: Post Your Poems
Topic: this ones called Cynthia
Replies: 9
Views: 4679

Re: this ones called Cynthia

An impressive intro. As a former postman/mailman I met all too many of these lost souls waiting for the letter/package which never came. As a counterbalance I also had one little old lady, in the early 2000s, burst out through her door to hug me, eyes sparkling.  "Darlink!  That letter you delivered...