Time Traveller

[Keith]

Coachmen crafted lines,
walnut dashes centre stage,
aged ash swept above the arch,
seamless to the lacquered touch.

The window frame grows
moss along the wood,
each panel has been buffed
to light the chrome twice dipped.

George's hat and Ethel's cane,
have their place for countryside
walks, hampered by picnics
and old age no polish can restore.

Today the seats are folded down,
George has made a makeshift bed,
trembling lovers held entwined,
fumes will take them one last time.

[billy]

do you want feedback on this?

it very sad Keith

[Keith]

do you want feedback on this?

it very sad Keith

Hi Billy I am always greatful of feedback but I also understand I need to make deposits before I can hope to make withdrawals hensce why I have posted in Misc.

[ChristopherSea]

Oh dear, this is quit moving and it truly choked me up first thing this morning. A couple minor typos: Capitalize 'T' in 'the' before 'window' and change 'Georges' to 'George's'. Emotive poetry!/Chris

[Keith]

Oh dear, this is quit moving and it truly choked me up first thing this morning. A couple minor typos: Capitalize 'T' in 'the' before 'window' and change 'Georges' to 'George's'. Emotive poetry!/Chris

Many thanks Chris for the typo's and comment, not sure how this one came about could have been the old chestnut of assisted suicide that has been on the news again recently, anyway Ethel was terminaly ill and Goerge didn't wait for a court ruling, a Morris traveller seemed a fitting end to a couple such as I imagined them. Keith