Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Narnia anymore

29 Apr

For day 29 of napowrimo – a memory

Upstairs in grandma’s house
Roly polies on the beds
Back and forth the light cord
Swings above our heads

Some bedrooms are off limits
Like that of Auntie Liz
Which makes it more beguiling
Than the rest of upstairs is

Peeking in we see the ragdoll
Hung upon the wood
Of the enormous wardrobe
That had for ages stood

We tiptoe over to it
And pull the heavy door
Inside there is a skeleton
Which falls out on the floor

We scream and run and stumble
Crying down the stairs
Into the lounge where adults are
Playing cards in pairs

Great Uncle George consoles us
And then he goes to see
He comes down, ‘don’t you cry now
It was just the ragdolly’

That was the last time we saw
Great Uncle George alive
He had a massive heart attack
And never did revive

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14 Responses to “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Narnia anymore”

  1. Jane Dougherty April 29, 2016 at 4:01 pm #

    I hope that wasn’t a real memory! For Uncle George’s sake.

    • BRH April 29, 2016 at 5:36 pm #

      Thanks. It might have been eroded through the years, but it was very real.

  2. Crow April 29, 2016 at 8:14 pm #

    I was going to say the same thing as Jane, but it made me laugh. Now I feel bad. Just about myself. I think the poem is great.

    • BRH April 29, 2016 at 8:51 pm #

      Don’t feel bad – although I don’t think I’ve ever evoked guilt before, so that’s sort of a bonus. There was something I wanted to get across in this but failed miserably to do – I’ve always felt that the skeleton was a premonition of George’s death.

      • Crow April 29, 2016 at 8:53 pm #

        Oh I think that came across too.

      • BRH April 29, 2016 at 8:54 pm #

        Oh good – I’m glad you think so.

  3. paula graham April 29, 2016 at 8:49 pm #

    Superb ..it feel like a song. Feel sorry though for Great Uncle George.

    • BRH April 29, 2016 at 8:53 pm #

      Thanks Paula. It is song-like to reflect that we were kids playing. It doesn’t quite match the tone of the subject though.

  4. SlasherMonster April 30, 2016 at 7:21 am #

    great stuff.

    • BRH April 30, 2016 at 11:21 am #

      Thank you!

  5. Poet Rummager April 30, 2016 at 7:50 am #

    Fantastic family poem that tugs at the heartstrings! Someone must’ve opened the closet, since a skeleton fell out.

    • BRH April 30, 2016 at 11:22 am #

      Thanks Rose!

  6. Karina Pinella April 30, 2016 at 1:40 pm #

    What a twist — a turn for the worst for Uncle George. A heartfelt memorial.

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