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Great Aunt Jane

Contributed by humphdj on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 06:31:24 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems





The portrait hung high on the stairway wall
As it had since childhood
It had always had an effect on me as a child
Making the stairway a foreboding portal
Great Aunt Jane peering down upon you as she had in life
The look of disdain captured for posterity
Reminding you forever,
The feeling that somehow her displeasure had been earned.
The golden frame was now tarnished
And the fact that there seemed to be more
Of the color black on the canvas than any other,
Gave emphasis to its great-darkened mood.
Excluding the portrait the house had been sold in its entirety
And as I stood in the garden
Watching the flames engulf Great Aunt Jane’s petticoat
I smiled,
Proud that my childhood dream had been fulfilled





Copyright © humphdj ... [ 2002-07-16 06:31:24]
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Re: Great Aunt Jane (User Rating: 1 )
by Chrissie on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 06:56:53 AM AEST
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Well worth the try Dave. I love the change in style and have a very clear image of Great Aunt Jane in my mind.
Chrissie x


Re: Great Aunt Jane (User Rating: 1 )
by Patricia_Petro on Tuesday, 16th July 2002 @ 11:15:12 PM AEST
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Hi Dave,

Great turn at the end! Your "portrait" of grim Aunt Jane was so well-drawn, I smiled too :-).

~Patricia


Re: Great Aunt Jane (User Rating: 1 )
by chatabox on Friday, 19th July 2002 @ 08:53:29 PM AEST
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oooo shivers down the backbone....my nan had a picture up on her wall and it used to scare the life outof me....your poems always seem to remind me of things that have happened to me.......did we live in a parallel universe together at some stage?
I just loved this piece!


Re: Great Aunt Jane (User Rating: 1 )
by Carrie on Saturday, 20th July 2002 @ 10:52:59 AM AEST
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Wow. I linked to this old site via Pat Petro's website. Upon her suggestion, I read this poem. How unique. And yes, very image-provoking. It reminded me of a picture that I, too, hated. It hung in my grandmother's house. The dark-haired woman's dark eyes bore into me, seemingly following my every move. Horror! Thanks for the comedy. Well-written. I think this is your best yet.




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