My human Anchor

• Artist: cheesenuggets101
• Description: A poem about the connection and trust between me and my late father.
  I wrote this poem about a special day out (or the beginning of a day out) with him. When this day occured i was about six years old the *sea of ankles* showing how short i was at the time!
  
• Date: 01/27/2009
• Tags: human anchor

My hand held fast.
Into the place.
The pace!
This is the place of noise and movement.

All aboard!
Watch. Out the window.
Lights. Sounds. Darkness. Buildings.
Buzzing,flying ever past.

A sea of ankles everywhere.
Pushed , prodded , Panic .
Then, Safety..........

The personification of safety.
Safety in the shape.
The shape of a man.
My father.

A human anchor , holding my hand.
The train slows.
The train stops.
The world Judders.
My anchor remains fast.

Out . A busy station.
Murmurs of men in suits. Noise.
The clack of high heels.
Shouting , rushing.

The Anchor, the safety , pulls.
Swipe the ticket.
Out the gates. Hurry, push. Out.
Out into the coffee-petrol tang.
The rush of noise and movement.

Out


Into London.







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I thank you.
For taking the time.
Just to read my little rhyme.

Reading and writing are arts that shoul always be kept alive!

Thankyou gaia for letting us have a place th express ourselves!



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