Not For Sale

Not For Sale

A Poem by Chris Shaw

our parents dwelt amid shabby chicness
old Victorian elegance in Grantham Hall

its upper floor apartment spacious with tall
windows, eyes wide open on Wellswood below

a wrought iron staircase in need of a warm coat
to cover the emergence of rust patches

an annexe where Grandma's sixth sense
always meant she was the first to greet you

three decades gone, a for sale board on display
i took a virtual tour with the hope of recalling more

more memories, yet i barely recognise the inside
so upmarket this new look, so lavish, so not them

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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When we cherish somethings we inhabited or visited in the past, we feel the connection, the tug of memories, the urges to see the past. Sometimes they reinforce what we know, other times we find disappointment. WE want to preserve something that we hold dear but ever changing.
What a great write with so many touching memories.
Virtual tours might be this new technology, better or lesser that the real thing; I don't know.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Dear Sami. So good to have your thoughts on this write. I really appreciate your visit. All good wis.. read more
Sami Khalil

4 Years Ago

All good things. You are welcome....
Despite the new,we always,it seems are drawn to our past. Long ago left Atlantic City.. We lived in several different places there until I graduated college. I went back to each place. To find that so, so much has changed or disappeared altogether. Sometimes we can't go back, because back isn't there any mor.

Chris - take care - Dave

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Not a good idea to go bavk Dave. Best left. Thank you for your kind review.

Chris
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Rye
an annexe where Grandma's sixth sense
always meant she was the first to greet you

These lines here, reminds me of my grandma's 6th sense. Grandma's always know as well as mom's

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Pleased these lines remind you of your Grandma, Rye. Thank you for your visit.

Chris
"Old" in my country wouldn't even merit a mention in Great Britain.
"Grantham Hall" sounds quite elegant and well outside my experience.
Very much enjoyed this stately poem!

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Certainly an elegant building in need of a few repairs, but oh what rich feelings of love generated .. read more
dear Chris... the nostalgia of our grandmother's home.
My Grandma fed the chickens and milked the cow every morning.
They lived in an old farmhouse where Grandpa had a smokehouse
and a Hog to feed. He plowed a garden and helped Can food.
Grandma churned her butter, baked her bread and made Preserves from her own Grapes. Those were the days. She wall-papered all three Bedrooms and
had Chenelle Bedspreads. I remember the Wringer Washer and hanging clothes outdoors. I still buy clothes-pins... but have no way of putting a
clothes line in the Yard. My story is not as Elegant as your Poem; however
the feelings are Sentimental to me. truly loved your Poem. Pat

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Delighted Pat that my poem generated such wonderful memories of your Grandmother and how she lived h.. read more
I feel like this is the darkest of the dark poems. Because it isn't meant to be depressing, it is simply an accurate description of your memories and how you feel about the changes. In a way, it's a lot darker than a poem written to be dark. It is a poem full of hope that is closer to sadness. The aspect of realism is truly appalling, that is why it is the most close we can be to the bottom. It is excellent in its own kind of beauty.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

It is true, there was disappointment when I took that virtual tour. I was hoping to find comfort in .. read more
Nice write, brings back memories of visiting old childhood places. Did that once, relived in an old apartment when I was young. Found it depressing, as it was the same as when I was a kid, had not changed much. Could not live there. Old memories belong in the past.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Weeping willow. Wise words, I don't think you should go back. It was a huge disappointment.. read more
Mr. Wolfe was right.we just" Can't go home again"...still you held these memories and shared them well..I can see the greeting and perhaps not just your grandmother's but pets as well and of course that familiar smell of either fresh paint or the paper bag for lunches or the house itself. I suppose it might have been different for you but for me I have memories of the wagons and the drives and the yards and smells of spring. Great place for a young mind and I'd hate to think of only seeing it virtually for the last time. Hope you went and took an actual tour as well. Enjoyed it Chris.Thank you!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you for your visit and for sharing your memories. So different from mine. Wagons are certainly.. read more
Perdition

4 Years Ago

Not even station wagons?..Oh come on!!.Well we came from everywhere and Texas included so there were.. read more
Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You take care now :))
I had to read this twice, as I could imagine the pattern on the wallpaper, despite you not mentioning it. Then I realised I was thinking of my childhood home, with the third step after the landings creaky floorboard and space under the stairs that I was never told, but knew that's where the monsters hid in daylight.
What a shame you got to see the renovation, which will know doubt invade the real memories you have of that home.
I bet they had wooden blinds instead of blackout curtains too. Some people are just shameless 😀

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

You are right Lorry, I shouldn't have been tempted to take that virtual tour. It left me feeling rea.. read more
Lorry

4 Years Ago

Ach, they became my friends when I threw in the odd pack of pickled onion monster munch. They liked .. read more
life as we knew it as kids....unrecognizable in general...
everything has been replaced, modernized...the life taken out of it.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

They say you shouldn't return because it will lead to disappointment. I understand that. Thank you J.. read more

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