Congratulations
Congratulations
Congratulations
Congratulations
Congratulations!!!!
to Sweet Rosalyn for winning the challenge # 141 with her entry seen again below. Hers was a sensitive piece that offered the perspective of trying to see someone as they were young when older and wizened. The poem broached a difficult and sensitive subject and offered a taste of personal humanity to the era of the 1960's. Back then with the 1960's child abuse, sexual abuse lurked too, like it does now. It was a touching poem. It was a very close race between the top 3! But there is a clear winner! Thank you all who entered. There wasn't one entry that I didn't like.
# 8, Poetry Challenge #141
That was me, you said, your finger
sliding along the line of girls in tiny skirts
and resting on the smallest white microskirted
teenager with bobbed hair and awkward pose
and if I squint I see you
just about
I overlay your 60-something face
all lines and lessons learned
atop that young girl
I wear your dress, bold black and white
swirls, retrieved from the back of your cupboard
for my friend’s fancy dress sixties themed do
and you stop me, say no, you need a flower
in your hair, I went to San Francisco once
and I wore a flower in my hair
and your face is lost
and you cut a camellia to pin in place
and you pull out the record player
and play me your song
and I see you, 16, sat next to me
and I want to know you
you tell me you cried once for
three days and told the doctor
what your mum did
and he said no
I know your mum
stop telling stories
and I know granny but
I don’t know your mum
and I don’t know that you
and every song I hear
every film I watch
from the swinging sixties
I try to paint you in
with the tiniest skirt in school
with a flower in your hair
with tears in your eyes.
