Vintage Void FillersA Poem by ShahW1PROMPT: “Write about old games we played.”In the playground, they played Oranges and Lemons, or some skipped, Double Dutch, & others ran, screaming, ‘Tick!’ I would watch from the wall, sighing, picking chewed fingernails, humming Harold Lloyd‘s theme tune to drown out the silence around me, frowning over Dad’s pending visit. …He promised. . At home, we could have played Connect Four, Monopoly (I wanna be the Boot!), or Snap, and if big brother allowed, Pac Man or Asteroids. But mostly, I watched TV till the sitters came; mom worked & my big brother had friends. Then I’d be sent to my room, to unpack. Dad… another no show. . In my room, I played with Sindy and Barbie and Pippa, who never let me down. We’d go on exotic holidays, shop, even dance, together. And we fell in and out of love with big brothers Action Man. And we laughed & shared secrets, too. Sometimes, I cried to them. They’d say, “It will be okay tomorrow,” because that’s what friends did … Right? © 2014 ShahW1Author's Note
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StatsAuthorShahW1Birmingham, West Midlands, United KingdomAboutShah Wharton is an author and ghostwriter based in the UK. Her literary career began when her father introduced her to the world of poetry, which led her to a deep appreciation of the written word.. more..Writing
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