Celsius Rising

this is what can happen when you put someone on a pedestal .. but I must also confess, it is such a relief ..

Celsius Rising

At first she

thought he was

golden

and drew him

in bright

yellow crayon

sat next to the sun ..

Where

for a moment

or two

he burnt brightly ..

Before he

became invisible,

to her

and to everyone ..

 

 

Author's Note

I shall let these words speak for themselves and for me .. no additional note

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville… my Father stayed long enough to assure me that I was not worthy of his adoration. As a child, I did not miss him as he played the field of Romance and left my Mother devastated, but we survived through the years. Poetry is place where feelings keep safe from Harm. softly, Pat

[Neville]

I read you loud and clear Pat .. Here, have a virtual hug on me my friend ..... (( N&P❤️)) x

[carl]

Great title, I always find that difficult. Enjoyed the succinctness and form of the piece. Also the analogy of a crayon drawing set next to the sun. Is it possible she had a suspicion he wasn't going to last or perhaps didn't want to mess around with progressive examination of character, just cut to the chase. Nice read thanks for the post -carl

[Neville]

You are very kind carl and I assure you your visit is very much appreciated .. Neville

[Lorry]

Or as Jen from the IT crowd would say, a pedal stool. (favourite show ever)
WHEN you put them on that stool, there's no hope for the relationship and it will one day become a damp squid (again, from the same episode)
Ps... I burnt my pedal stool years ago. Well, the grenade exploded, then it burned 😊

[Neville]

🐧............................ Yikes and did they grow back afterwards Loz? x

[Lorry]

Na. I hold no one in such adulation these days. I wish some from the past were on it while it burned though 😊

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I ran with this one...She drew him in crayon when she was little, she adored her father, and then he suddenly abandoned the family and she withdrew.
She grew up without him, others took his place and he faded into the background of her mind so far that she just didn't remember him at all...he became invisible....which was better for her emotional makeup.
Why do so many fathers leave?

[Neville]

I don't know, is the answer to your question jacob .. I doubt anyone knows the answer but if there is a single answer, then I suspect it is multifactorial .. I like the way you ran with this and am also grateful to you for stopping by .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

It doesn’t sound as though the elevated position on that pedestal lasted very long before he took a tumble. Seems the shine wore off. I hope the fall wasn’t like that of Humpty Dumpty. The imagery in the first few lines was ace. It got sadder. I have plenty of elastoplast in the first aid cupboard, tell him chuck.

Chris

[Neville]

I just passed it on and I'm pretty sure he said summat like mmmh hu aah ffu sh it through the bandages .. I imagine he meant thanks .. N :)

[Chris Shaw]

Blimey sounds as though the poor geezer is suffering something chronic :)

[Neville]

He wiggled where his toe used to be :)

[willweb]

I liked this for a couple of reasons, one, it is lighthearted though expresses a deeper meaning and the thought of putting someone on a pedestal means you will have to look up at them and at the same time stare into the sun which will eventually blind you. That is so cool. I just really enjoy your vision and your creativity.

[Neville]

those couple of reasons just did it for me Will and made the whole bloomin exercise worthwhile .. thanks mate :)

[AYVID N]

The poem speaks to me of novelty in a romance, quickly fading and the charm of it wearing off fast because there were no true feelings in the first place. It's becoming so painfully obvious to me nowadays that one must never believe what is conveyed in love, initially. Whatever is expressed must stand the test of time. It can become invisible quickly and we're left in such a state of bewilderment. A great poem on the subject, dear Neville.

[Neville]

Cor blimey missus .. you just won yourself a prize .. goldfish, fluffy toy, cigar or coco nut .. you name it and its yours ... Neville

[AYVID N]

Hahahaha. Your appreciation is enough prize, my friend. You are welcome always. :))