Discarded

Its what we do innit………….. well some of us anyway.. sadly

Discarded

 

Mind how they do

Wrangle and wry

Frozen and stuck

As funeral time

With raised eyebrows

And their fingers all

A pointing

As thick as the mud

On their hems

And their boots

Like penny toys from

Christmas crackers

Already binned or broke

And thrown away

 

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

A rather bleak look at life, Neville. Yes, some people do forget those who have passed the moment they are buried, but others remember them always. I suppose that's the way it goes, but once you are gone, you won't know if someone forgets you, will you? Lydi**

[Neville]

I shall reserve judgement until Judgement day, in the meantime, I thank you for checking in...

Neville

[barleygirl]

Fresh, vivid word portrait with killer details. One side of my mind, I picture the countless throw-away people (read a killer true book about it yesterday . . . "Glass Castles" by Jeannette Walls) & on the other side I was recalling a friend's description of another friend's funeral, where people were grandstanding & making it all about themselves, not the deceased . . . sometimes people can be disregarded at the very ceremony where it would seem people were regarding them! (((THUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

it is sadly often the case Margie, but then it is a far from perfect species to which we both belong.. Take care up there in the Boondocks.... N :)

[Fay Slimm]

Frozen into the habit of discarding - this is indeed the way of things now, at least in the western world and such a throw-away society will be sure to reap big-time indifference, yes even at gravesides. Good reminders made clear in your write Nev and thanks for sharing them

[Neville]

thanks for the visit Fay... sadly so much is wasted nowadays

Neville

[Ken Simm.]

Dark, bleak and very forthright. I get the impression of a dark true moment in life. Well penned Sir.

[Neville]

Thank you Ken... Neville is most appreciative of your visit.... Me :)

[Cherrie Palmer]

Awake up call- don't hit the snooze button we can't afford it.
Shock therapy, step alive, smell the roses and love thy neighbors

[Neville]

I kinda agree whole heartedly .. thank you Cherrie.... Good to hear from ya & true.... Neville

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

That's the truth the life couldn't hide
but a secret to the one whose soul has gone too far.
Smile sharing, crazy funny act,
all become a past when the spirit and body fall apart.
Memories soon fade from remembrance,
people soon kick the past aside.
saying that "past is meant to be discarded",
what lies ahead is what the presence requires,
forgotten that what happened to yesterday is a parable for tomorrow.

You set me pondering, Neville.
This is great.

[Neville]

Bless you Kay... nothing wrong with a bit of pondering now and then.... Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Discarded, quite a disturbing title, casting aside, forgetting someone like a pair of slippers. I can't even discard my old slippers because I have grown so attached to them. I'll wear them till they have worn out. Your lines Neville are filled with sharp imagery. Funerals and Christmas. I am thinking now about the Christmas crackers and how I have a drawer full of cracker contents, tape measures, nail clippers, hair slides. They aren't forgotten and they do get used. I am also reminded about funerals and family who turn up after years where there has been no contact with the deceased or other family members. It happens, I have seen it. I wonder whether there is any guilt? Discarded is such a depressing word. I would imagine there are many old people living, who feel discarded. Never visited by family, forgotten by old friends, living their remaining days in loneliness. Such a sad poem, such a sad word.

Chris

[Neville]

Blimey missus.. you sure do have a way with words... almost made me feel guilty for putting pen to paper so ya did... meant to be an observation of how society changes.. has changed and values correspondingly in many instances.. I feel it has become a predominantly purchase and discard mentality …. and whilst these words are not meant to convey guilt whether personal or societal .. I am happy for them to be interpreted as variously as those who might stumble upon them... We are all different aren't we... I get rid of the cracker stuff as soon as I possibly can....

Neville :)

[Chris Shaw]

Ha.. You have to excuse the way my mind works Neville. That's the risk you take as a writer, once your precious words are published, they then become owned by the reader who will interpret them in many different ways. I always find your work has many layers, the meaning is not always obvious :) I could have written much more and I have to say we have become purchase and discard over recent years. That's why I do like recycling and I visit charity shops:)) Now I am feeling so guilty about making you feel guilty to pick your pen up. :)))

[Neville]

not to worry, I may do again one dat...
:)

[Chris Shaw]

:)).................

[Lorry]

We have a tradition up here Neville, of inviting everyone at the funeral to the wake, which usually involves a steak pie dinner and drinking. Another tradition is someone punching someone and my brother duly obliged when overhearing certain someones a little too eager for their free meal and total disregard for the why we were there in the first place.
Some people eh?
The same people emptied my grandads house before he was buried, even removing the lightbulbs from their fittings.
This reminded me of them and how few people will have anything good to remember them by.
Short memories.

[Neville]

cor blimey.. what a way to go.. I know it happens the way you have described.. I have witnessed it myself a few times but maybe a little less extreme... Now then, where was I...…. Oh' yeah.. Cheers Lorry... N

[Robert Trakofler]

Hey your back hope those eyes are doing better then:) I would give anything to hear what folks will say at my funeral that would be hilarious I imagine things like what a putz and horrible poet or just what was he thinking anyway:) I already have my epitaph written perhaps I should author my prayer cards with useless tidbits of knowledge and the merits of proper dental hygiene... I have indeed witnessed those folks in funeral parlors staring at their watches with indignant sighs pondering if they have stayed a proper amount of time for decorum doing the mental math of minutes to relation equations:( I'm guessing your father in law the good minister has passed I am so very sorry for your losses my friend

[Neville]

Cheers Robert... a most welcome visit and true... unfortunately my eyes aint good and took a bit of a tuirn last night.. back to hospital shortly.... am sure no one thinks badly of ya.... best to be prepared so well done you … and yes my F in L passed on 2nd Jan..... Take care now BB I luvs ya :)