The old leather belt

The old leather belt

A Poem by Gee
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Some things accompany us through life.

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Oh what a life the two had shared
the ups, downs, joys and pain,
it'd seen him wed and then divorced
then wed to her again.
It was there when both his boys were born
then attended both their wakes,
witnessing the numbing grief
caused when a futile war life takes.
Every birthday, anniversary,
gatherings of every kind,
the old leather belt around his spreading waist
you'd be always sure to find.
And now as he lay resigned to death
with his twice wed wife nearby,
his constant support for near 60 years
was there to hear her cry.
Twas fitting then that when interred
in his oft used Sunday best,
the old leather belt would accompany him,
together forever both laid to rest.





© 2020 Gee


Author's Note

Gee
Hmmm, God only knows where this came from :)

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Very well written. It flows well and the content is provocative. Nicely done.

Posted 4 Days Ago


Gee

4 Days Ago

Thank you kindly ma'am :))
SM Davis

2 Days Ago

NO, thank YOU. I enjoy your work immensely! I'm so glad to have some time to spend perusing. :) .. read more
Gee

2 Days Ago

I'm blushing :)
We do keep somethings a long time, I have an old watch of my mothers in a keepsake box along with a whole collection of keepsakes from over the years, my box keeps growing bigger soon it will need a room to itself ! I love the way you tell your story in this poem, you took me on a journey with you and the old leather belt” although a sad ending I very much enjoyed your story and agree, you have a way with words!

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thanks Katrina.
Keepsake wise I hav have a couple of bits of my late mothers and all of the f.. read more
Katrina Mckeown

4 Days Ago

Ah that’s lovely though, we are sentimental creatures at heart! ❣
What a great and it must be said moving concept. Can I say I enjoyed this without sounding too morbid?
Extremly well written piece my friend.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thank you Ken.
Hope you are still in one piece after the storms :)
Ken Simm.

4 Days Ago

Just another winter here in the Heelands by the way.. As the great man said Scotland has two seasons.. read more
We do keep some things forever. I have a few items. I been carrying a book of poetry since 1977. The book sits on my bookshelf now. I liked the poem. You told a lifetime story in the words. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thank you Coyote.
Mum's watch is the only possession of any age that I treasure.
Hope .. read more
Coyote Poetry

5 Days Ago

I am okay dear friend and I hope you are doing well. You are welcome.
Well written, sad poem. :( You told a whole life story around that old leather belt which is really awesome. Nice work.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thank you Jennifer
I had a belt that lasted me twenty years, with regular wear. Have since passed it to my daughter. It’s odd, sometimes, the things we discover to be lasting. And the things we come to depend on without really thinking about it.

What is great about this is how you’ve juxtaposed the loss of life and the off again on again marriage alongside the material element of the belt. We tend to think of possessions as having a shorter life, on the whole, so I thought that was an interesting element of the poem.

And then, of course, there’s the dedication of the man. He was a loyal sort.

A cool poem, Gee. Beginnings of a story maybe.

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

With the attention span of a cabbage white butterfly very quick writes are my absolute limit Eilis... read more

A sad poem indeed and filled with nostalgia … if this aint founded in reality .. then you really need to write a novel squire coz that is one hell of an imagination you have there...

Neville

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

An under used mind that wanders often :)
Cheers Neville
Neville

5 Days Ago


Great minds eh :)
You know Gee this poem reminds me so much of my Grandad's era. He either had a huge belt round his trousers to hold them up or braces. I can't remember him wearing a pair of trousers that fitted snuggly round the waist. Your lines give great imagery. Sad poem as well. Hope the storm over the weekend didn't cause any damage where you are. All the best.

Chris

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thank you Chris. Survived the storm with barely a hair in my quiff ruffled :)
Hope you are we.. read more
wow. this was moving, the rhymes flowed sweetly and this is honestly one of the best pieces i've read on here. we all carry our own belt into our grave and thats what this means to me when i apply it in my life. take care!

Posted 5 Days Ago


Gee

5 Days Ago

Thank you Daisy

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Added on February 15, 2020
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Tags: Belt, love, loss, death.

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Milton keynes, United Kingdom



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