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[title] => Callings
[time] => 2008-06-19 19:01:05
[hometext] => I was just berating the fact that I never seem able to write any good poems about my favourite river, the Lea, and then I came across this. Hope you like. It's not too cynical for once..
[bodytext] => She jumped up and ran to the open window in her long nightgown. . . Dakin shivered as she called softly into the empty world: ‘Did someone want me?’ . . . The mountain nodded. . . As the sun almost burst over the top, the black head of the mountain seemed to dip, as if to say, ‘Yes, somebody wants you.’ [1] Dakin was opening the curtains when she thought she saw the snow capped mountain nod, and beckon her way. Just when I cease believing in magic am sure there is no difference between loving and being ‘in love’ the mood awakens me with a simple nod. It came on, just like light rain on water no writing on the wall or thunderbolts. The frosty morning called me out Gulls, negotiating standing space on frozen islands on the river don’t look up.. Ducks dabbling by the brink quarrel for crusts. Smoke teases from the boat peoples cluttered cabins an old man comes out to tinker with his motor. Cornflake leaves scrunch beneath my feet a cold blue sky winks at me, as if to say ‘well of course I know you’re beautiful, its no miracle that I have cloaked you and him in my splendour chosen you both as heroes, to embark on the next adventure. I don’t quite reach the magic mountain but go home and wallow by the fire nursing my cigarettes doubting he’s in love with me. I picture him now on his own hating every moment of his gruesome lot till the moist dampness of an average girl’s brave affections has no place and rage burns from damp embers of an ash tray clogged with but ends. I decide not to call him even though I fear when the frost thaws the mountain will not nod again. ________________________________________ [1] The Farthest Away Mountain : Lynne Ried Banks [comments] => 1 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 14 [informant] => Supercreep [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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