Notes in the margin

Notes in the margin

A Poem by Beccy

She never really liked dolls,
or play learning to cook;
Instead, like some distant child
of the gods, she dreamed long hours
away in the garden, preferring 
always the poetry of flowers.

Sometimes, as day slipped into night,
I would stand aside, watch in silence
as she stared intently at the moon. 
"I'm working out how far away it is," 
she would tell me, already, at seven, 
wise beyond E equals MC squared,
"I want to go there one day,
write its story."

Later, she got her wish,
slipping away beneath the curve
of my known world; her goodbye
insubstantial as the morning mist;
her child's eyes lit faintly by a glow
more distant than the measurable stars.

It was a year, (actually a little more),
when the very fabric of time stretched
and like a flower denied water I sought solace,
though from what I was never sure; 
especially when the moon smiled down 
as if knowing something I didn't

Eventually, she came back, her knowledge
honed even further beyond mine,
her notes in the margin re-assuring me
that she never really liked dolls or play
learning to cook; and that she would
always prefer the poetry of flowers.

© 2019 Beccy


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A quaint and imaginatively penned poem, depicting the delights of childhood enigma and their own personal uniqueness !

Wonderfully stimulating and embracing, well scribed indeed Beccy !

Posted 10 Years Ago


Thank you so much for your very kind reviews and comments. Beccy.

Posted 10 Years Ago


oh mystic girl, her and you

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Beccy
Beccy

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I'm forty four, single and have a lovely fifteen year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I have always been an assiduous reader of poetry and real.. more..

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