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Date Posted: 14:12:06 07/31/02 Wed
Author: Raphaela
Author Host/IP: webcacheB05a.cache.pol.co.uk / 195.92.168.167
Subject: Re: Mums Toast
In reply to: Highlander 's message, "Mums Toast" on 12:28:11 07/30/02 Tue

Well Highlander, you may say this is not a poem - and I think you are right - it is so much more. I have always admired your writing for its sincerity and ability to move the reader. However, you have certainly developed and left me far behind now.

I have read this several times and each time it touches me more and more. Not only because of the subject - which unfortunately bruises too many children these days - but the way you have written it. You have the ability to reach out to readers in a way that a mere leaflet wouldn't - and you could put this particular 'poem' to good use by donating to a charity that helps young people and they may be able to use it in their promotion literature to reach out to the public. I know you have done this with Greenpeace? etc and I have done it for the Free Tibet Campaign. There is no profit in it for us writers but at least there is the sense of satisfaction that our words can help others.

Thanks for posting this Highlander - great to see you back in Unicorn - you might like to add to the short story board too if you autobiography is finished or perhaps post an extract of it to date.

As a genius comic - do you think we need to add a link to a joke page or would that distract from the poetry and prose???

Raphaela x

p.s. When you have time fancy another duet sometime?

>Slurping soggy coco pops in the lighted corner
>giggling at cartoons
>I am oblivious to the bills that pop through the front
>door
>cushioned by the worn carpet weighing down the kitchen
>table
>as Mum escapes out the back one
>
>I have no need for a haircut
>my survival kit a pencil crayon,
>a soap dish and anything from my favourite colour
>keeps me company in the trenches filled with jagged
>nettle
>I was born not knitted like my teddy in brown
>so I am bound to make mistakes if I move
>and not like him lay still
>
>the slide at the plaground is not nearly glazed or
>fast enough but at least it gives me height
>to see my house from a distance
>it looks so close but still far away
>how can it be I still can smell Mums toast
>and familiar soup from another world
>and feel the blows from one of my so called uncles
>as a giant fist lands hard on her cheek
>I am still nerved by crashing glass
>and jump even when the waiter at our local restaurant
>looses grip of pastella
>
>I am moved by shades of light green and insect yellow
>in summer
>it reminds me of the rich children in the country and
>the smell of posh jam
>stirs my nostrils and even at my age concern
>I still sniff the air like a curious pup
>when bramble bushes bare fruit profits
>
>Mum has passed a long time ago
>a single mother no more than 60 kg
>barely touched 23
>beautiful, hazel eyes like mine
>and a smile to die for
>
>which literally speaking she did!
>
>I never understood life
>never will
>and that is why I stand here at Mums grave
>watering the willows
>and isn�t it funny
>
>how I can still smell Mums toast.
>
>
>
>
>Written and dedicated to a little girl who got caught
>up in the murky drug hell, losing her addict Father
>and her Mother shortly afterwards from raining blows
>of one of her boyfriends, it is not a poem but a mere
>few sentences that I put down as the little girl (now
>a teenager) has lots of courage but no writing skills.
>
>I have limited writing skills myself but how could I
>say no to this young brave lady.
>
>A sad world indeed and whenever I feel tired or
>exhausted from life�s schedules I just have to call
>this little friend, she reminds me of how small we
>really are.
>
>Thanks for listening
>Highlander

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Re: Mums Toast -- Highlander, 10:54:19 08/01/02 Thu