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Saturday 13 September 2014

FLIGHT BA4793

Flying in towards Heathrow,
passing over our street.

From high up here in Hampshire airspace,
the distant landscape below

is carved by hedgerows and motorways
into a patchwork of fields

with miniature homesteads dotted
here and there, as if created

by Vincent's finest brush and pallet
on one of his less manic days.

Most of these are invisible by road.
Even the small towns, like Petersfield

and Liss, look so different from here -
more sprawling, less contained.

And I know you're down there somewhere.
Checking my watch, I realise

you'll be on your way to work by now.
So I strain my eyes for a glimpse

of your BMW speeding along the A3
among all those other tiny dots

snaking their way to London
to begin another day in the office

with it's deadline stresses that hourly shorten life.
And I wish you were here with me instead,

and we were young again and just married.
I could fly then, you know, without the need

for this huge silver bird to transport me to paradise.
It lived in my heart then,

when we held hands and gazed
into each others eyes...unlike today,

when my sole purpose for coming home
is to sign our final divorce papers.


24 comments:

  1. Hopefully just a good story in these well placed words. I like the drama portrayed, ending in the sad surprise.

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    1. Yes, just a story, although inspired by the sad break-ups I observe all around me.
      A sad fact of contemporary life, I guess...:/

      Many thanks :)

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  2. There is a glad beauty here despite the melancholy closing exposition. An excellent irony, and an understated astonishment of sitting in a chair in the sky. Got to me.

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    1. Oh thank you, Geo...I love how you have found the positive in this sad tale. Perhaps I "viewed" the scene from the air because I couldn't bear the pain of being any closer to the situation.
      I wonder what that says about my level of bravery! ;)

      Many thanks :)

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  3. oh say it isn't true, if so my heart breaks for you, if a story , it still breaks my heart, so full of distant, yet Love just a minute away....this is outstanding but oh so sad real or fiction, for your sake i hope it's fiction, and for his as well...he'll never get better...

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    1. I have been there once, Sweetie, but thankfully not this time.
      This was triggered by the break-up of someone I know...and the suffering I remember...the two just came together in an overwhelming urge to express the sadness.
      Thank you so much...:)

      Big Hugs xxx

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  4. Please let this be your beautiful mind at work with the words that you write so well...
    Do not let it be true that the one you love has ended the magick of that young love you tell~

    Beautifully told as always, dear friend~

    Hugs and Love
    xoxoxo

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    1. Oh thank you, dear friend...you are so kind!
      As I explained to Lorraine, fortunately my suffering in this way is a very old scar...but it was opened up by a recent break-up I heard of.
      It is so sad...

      Do hope all is well with you:)

      Big Hugs xxx

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  5. The ending was sad, obviously, but the beginning reminded me of the first time I arrived in Britain (Gatwick, as it happens) and I saw the same landscape from the sky. What a marvellous land, I though! And so it turned out to be.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Oh wow...I hadn't though of that...of someone coming here to start a new life and witnessing that same beautiful landscape (that I am guilty of taking for granted sometimes!).
      Thank you...for opening my eyes...and lifting my Spirits!

      So good to have you back...you have been sorely missed...:)

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  6. So sad. But, with every ending, there is a beginning!
    You have such a way with words!
    Big Hugs xoxox

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    1. How true!
      Yes, I do believe every ending is a doorway to a new beginning...it took me a long time to realise that, but it is true!
      Thank you so much...:)
      Do hope your wasp stings are much better now!

      Big hugs xxx

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  7. Un triste final, pero no el definitivo, la vida siempre da revanchas.

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    1. Oh thank you, Boris!
      Your kind words mean so much...

      Happy Monday :)

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  8. A very sad ending to some very beautiful stanzas...I am relieved to read in your response that it was from an old scar and not a new one...

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    1. Yes, thankfully long enough ago to no longer hurt too much!
      Many thanks, Keith.:)

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  9. Oh dear when I read I was worry by you but later I read you say was a story.Im happy you are well.
    You are a really lovely person and write amazing dear Ygraine:)
    hugs!xo

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    1. Oh you are so kind, Gloria...thank you so much!
      Hope you are having a great Wednesday:)

      Big Hugs xxx

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  10. Not sure if we're on the same page if you saw what I saw… Greetings, earthling. Because I was an actual NDE on the outskirts of the Great Beyond at 15 yet wasn’t allowed in, lemme share with you what I actually know Seventh-Heaven’s Big-Bang’s gonna be like for us if ya believe: meet this ultra-bombastic, ex-mortal-Upstairs for the most extra-blatant-and-groovy, pleasure-beyond-measure, Ultra-Yummy-Reality-Addiction in the Great Beyond for a BIG-ol, kick-ass, party-hardy, robust-N-risqué, eternal-warp-drive you DO NOT wanna miss the sink-your-teeth-in-the-rrrock’nNsmmmokin’-hot-deal. YES! For God, anything and everything and more! is possible!! Meet me Upstairs. Cya soon...

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  11. I'm with you...NDE's definitely open doorways to other realms of consciousness. I find the subject absolutely fascinating...

    Have a great week :)

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  12. 'and we were young again and I could fly then, you know, without the need of this huge silver bird to transport me to paradise. It lived in my heart then'
    And the twist in the tale.... :)
    You are definitely a master of words Ygraine! I loved every single line :)

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    1. Thank you so much, Rose.
      Your kind words mean so much...:)

      Hope you are having a fabulous weekend xxx

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  13. you are so modest, if I wrote a piece anywhere near as good as this, I'd shout from the Mountain Tops, ok I don't have mountains, I guess I'd scream it at the top floor which is mine 4th floor go on the balcony, and shout PEOPLE, I rock...you're too modest lol, love you, love what you write, love your modesty, but shout it out loud at least to me, and have a lovely mimosa (champagne and oj or if you're too broke, like me, ginger ale and oj, kinda works) LOL ahahhhhh you're so brilliant, I''m sure there are people who surf the web just to find talent, I'm going to look into this, and point them your way Mlle Magnifique

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    1. ...and you, Sweetie, are much too kind!
      But the fact that you like my writing means the whole world to me...it is more than enough to encourage me to keep going.
      So thank you...thank you...from my depths...:)
      Ha...yes, ginger ale is just about within my price range...so I'll drink to you...and undying friendship...:)

      Big Hugs xxx


      Oh, before I go...what has happened to your blog?
      I check it out every time I'm online, but you haven't updated.
      Really hope you aren't having problems posting again?
      xxx

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