Within Four Walls

Within Four Walls

A Poem by Chris Shaw

in a week from now
after a day of hard graft
all evidence of an elderly 
woman's frugal living
within her tidy time warp
apartment will be consigned
to two luton lorry loads
and history

clearance of all she owns
taken away for disposal
in a sustained way
leaving her home empty
of possessions
though not of ghosts
ghosts who regularly converse
with me

her mother and father
my beloved grandparents
who love her dearly
talk in hushed tones
unable to reason why
she banked all her money
without spending on simple
day to day luxuries

while her brother
my sadly missed father
says she is plain antisocial
and blames it on early
years of wartime 
evacuation to the country
to live with strangers
who influenced her eccentric
behaviour

then i reflect on other losses
two husbands dead
who were nursed through
lengthy illness and her life
without the gift of children
lead me to admire that
sense of resilient duty
for those she cared about
most

she never warmed to thoughts
of entertaining or taking up
invitations from neighbours
preferring instead to retreat
behind a closed dark door 
chained and bolted in a world
of her own making

© 2022 Chris Shaw


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In this life we have the choice to share not only with others but ourselves. Some are so traumatized that they must keep everything for a rainy day that sometimes never comes. The metaphor of keeping things and making do applies to the sharing of ourselves with others and how if we do not we end up isolated and alone. When we go such people are easily forgotten. It is sad to me but maybe not to the person that chooses to be so. Nourishment comes from sharing with self and others. A beautiful story of sadness.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you for sharing your interesting thoughts Soren. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris



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This is quite the haunting itself, a luxurious ride through time in a carriage of memories and regrets.
Nicely written, Chris.

Winston

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Winston. Quite a trip this experience was. Brought out many of the family ghosts. Was quit.. read more
In this life we have the choice to share not only with others but ourselves. Some are so traumatized that they must keep everything for a rainy day that sometimes never comes. The metaphor of keeping things and making do applies to the sharing of ourselves with others and how if we do not we end up isolated and alone. When we go such people are easily forgotten. It is sad to me but maybe not to the person that chooses to be so. Nourishment comes from sharing with self and others. A beautiful story of sadness.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you for sharing your interesting thoughts Soren. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris
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Gee
Mum would never buy anything on tick saying if you cannot afford it you cannot have it, hence we were brought up with nowt but the essentials, but plenty of loving.
Enjoyed the Sunday read Christine.
Hope all is well in Berks

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thanks Gee. My aunt had the money, she just never spent it. Her frugality came from the war years I .. read more
Reminds me of the eccentricities of some of my own relatives. All precious, all gone. You sketched such a beautiful portrait. She takes form with your words and takes us to an era long past. With time, all of a person is erased, save some of the impressions we leave on others. This was so interesting to read and touching too.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you dear DIVYA, she is a one off, for sure and so unlike the others if her generation on my fa.. read more
Ayvid N

2 Years Ago

You too, enjoy your Sunday, dear Chris. ❤
I felt her life story flash before my thoughts. Living life within her own castle, so simple yet so elevated in her convictions, admirable lady indeed. Sometimes it’s the quiet ones with the best stories. Great write!

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

I appreciate your thoughts here KeeD. Many thanks for stopping by to review. All good wishes.
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Reminds me of my grandparents who had to make do and improvise with a lot of daily things as they barely scraped past the post war challenges. The next generation though touched by secondary ptsd has fought hard to live a life opposite this and create a brand new existence. Having grown up with both sets of grandparents learned quickly of simplicity of manner and frugality of living and am able to shift from that to the more outward living of my aunts and uncles' generation.

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thanks Freds for your visit and thoughts. I think those who experienced the frugality of life in WW2.. read more
Red Brick Keshner

2 Years Ago

So true Chris. Even with more ease financially, after the war, the frugality and thrift never left t.. read more
This write brought back memories my grandmother lived in a big house and raised us but as she got older we move her to a smaller dewling when it came time to move she had all these boxes filled with our childhood memories and even some as we grew up in her four walls.
Thank you for sharing.

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Mauricio for your visit and your thoughts. I appreciate you stopping by. All the best.
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I became very emotional, thinking of the WW2 and the sadness of losing one's house and everything. The same almost happened to my Uncle Moses, he lost everything he had and the depression finally killed him.
Nice peace dear Chris. Salute to you

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you dear Nima. Pleased you stopped by and for you sharing your thoughts. All the best.
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Nima.Hope

2 Years Ago

My pleasure. Wish you the best my friend.
Sometimes when traveling, I peer into people windows, and wonder about the people that live inside that home. This poem attempts to sum up the life of a woman, but even more importantly now immortalizes her life within the written word. There is a lot to ponder here. The fact that we are a sum of our belongings and yet not. The way that we choose to live our lives and why is note worthy. What is not apparent aside from your comments is that at the end of her life she understood how precious and desired a simple visit with family could be. She lived her life chained and bolted, but died with a desire for connection with people. We are forever learning even in death. Thank you for sharing your personal thoughts for we learn from one another.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Dear Brianna, thank you for sharing your thoughts. It was hard to see all my aunt's stuff gone in fo.. read more
Brianna Brie

2 Years Ago

Forty years is a long time in one residence. I am approaching thirty years myself. Glad to hear tha.. read more
Dear Chris… the Drama of Life is difficult to put into words. It amazes me how millions of experiences pass into oblivion when people pass to the other side; and yet while we are living… we carry it in our Mind until our last breath. The Spirit World is still a Mystery for the most part. Deeply, Pat

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Pat. Yes the spirit world is a mystery but I find it frequently touches our own. Your thou.. read more

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Berkshire, United Kingdom



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