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when roses bloomed

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There you are
Playing domestics
Passing each other

Cups & saucers

While I sit
Being waited upon
To take it all in --

This apparition
Of simple bliss.

Why was this not possible
When roses bloomed
In the garden?

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Your wife?
Boredom? or

The poet, as an artist, possesses the entire range of human condition & imagination as the scope of their art. This poem was prompted by a late night viewing of a Scandinavian tele-drama; where a grown daughter was visiting her now-retired dad. His 'new' woman was in the kitchen as he walked in from gardening, and they were setting the dining table, passing each other china & cutlery. It was quaint, but she was the 'other woman,' & the tension was thick in the air.

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WIsh I'd seen that.

The TV show or the tale of the poem? :-))

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As you made it sound very interesting

A good piece prompted by a TV show and the thoughts it produced in you.
I wonder which of the roles you took was it the young lady, the wife or the old guy coming in from the garden.
I know it is written as from the old Man, but there seems to be a spread of the emotion that could have come from either party.
I am going to look at the next two pieces I hope you write, that depict the others that were at the Tea,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I will have to dig deep, as I have not nominated nor based the poem on none of the three, but bring honest it would be in the eyes of the grown child. That would make it semi-autobiographical. But since it could have been any of the three, I should really be aiming for another three poems to address the main players in the scene.... and possibly a fourth to tie it all together. A quadrilogy, what are you doing to me, IanT, hahaha!

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I is squaring you ups to write more showing different facets of one scene it is good practice, lol,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I gots a few tacks in place. Skeletons in the poetic closet ready for fleshing up. Hehehe.

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