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The House Facing the Shaded Park
Contributed by
CARAAAAA
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Sunday, 5th January 2014 @ 12:46:09 AM in AEST
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There was once a house
facing a shaded park
cool bright terrazzo flooring downstairs
warm parquet flooring with peeling orange-hued varnish upstairs
There was once a house
facing a large old tree
benevolent
with strong sinewy arms
offering a bright yellow carpet of flowers
fluttering, faintly perfumed on the street
that lightly grazed
the driveway of the house
It was a long and slippery driveway
ending at a black wrought iron gate
In the evening’s soft pale violet caress,
the child clutches at an iron rail
dreamy, enraptured
as a brilliant yellow bird
species unknown
like a tuft of that yellow carpet
broken loose
coasts upwards, calling out
“woo-woot” “woo-woot”
Some in the neighbourhood say
its unabashed glee
others say
its the wistful whistle of a lost orphan
The enigmatic cadence
is parroted by the child
with the cartoon shorts
leaning languidly
on the gates at the end of the driveway
“A fine specimen of sound and sight!”
” Very pretty bird!”
chatters the elderly lady
pottering about by the garden
that neatly borders the sloping driveway
This orderly alignment
set the scene for a horror-inducing
mouth gaping, eyes bulging
gory spectacle
the other evening
the child, slipping, sliding, careening
down the driveway
her mouth set in that tight line - a limbo between sheer shock and fear,
slammed against the wrought iron gates
rain unlike the still inconspicuous pain
pounding down in an urgent torrent
The child’s bashed mouth
fills with hot and sour tasting blood
that spills out
staining the cartoon shorts
streaming down the driveway
unto the shiny black street outside
Thick murky mud swells in the garden
as a sharp, glinting sword of lightning
is brandished in the sky
illuminating the bloody, dramatic theatre
as a guttural, primal roar of thunder
reverberates
like an orchestra of the damned
escalating to an electrocuted crescendo
Oh the trauma of clumsiness!
A startled and appalled neighbour
peered over the fence the other day,
agape
as from the house facing the shaded park,
Sonorous and angry like thunder,
but bereft of its awe-inspiring timbre
a furious cacophony of bellows and shrieks
like the undulations of a storm-stricken ocean
Doors slamming
like hard, fast and unrelenting punches
to the stomach
Voices low, then surging to a raucous shout
like the thunder of a higher frequency
clapped across a cracked sky
like a million plates being flung off a cliff
and shattering at your feet
There was a house
facing a shaded park
no longer besieged
by that hot polemic wind
A bedraggled semi-child semi-adult
sits dolefully
on the cemented floor of the balcony
that overlooks the shaded park
in the hours where no children gambol in it
The air is static with malaise
but every now and then
you can feel
the most lugubrious breeze
that ever danced its sad dance
over the house
There was a house
facing a shaded park
remodelled
without the balconies
new bay windows
with two adults
disparately peering pensively out of them
every now and then
smooth parquet flooring with no varnish
but seemingly untrodden
upstairs
cold and glossy marble flooring downstairs
The large tree outside still stoic
but no longer generous
with aromatic yellow carpets
A different neighbour peers over the fence
for a non-commital chat
No more cringe-inducing shouts
curtains drawn on histrionics
almost inaudible laughter
The semi-adult slips into the driveway
of her once upon a time almost calamitous accident
through a wrought iron gate
her steps earnest and quick.
Copyright ©
CARAAAAA
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2014-01-05 00:46:09]
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Re: The House Facing the Shaded Park
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 5th January 2014 @ 02:00:18 AM AEST
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| wow, too cool! Well, plus you used one of my favorite words...lugubrious! |
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Re: The House Facing the Shaded Park
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by wheels on
Friday, 24th June 2016 @ 11:17:05 PM AEST
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| I have to agree with tim/'/ - wow. Beautiful use of language Beautiful writing all around. |
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