dVerse Poets Pub: Open Link Night 193

Today is Open Link night over at dVerse Poets Pub and people can submit any one poem of their choice. This week, Bjorn, “head” of dVerse posted a prompt on another poetry site. He is a physicist and so wanted people to write about time stretched, space time continuum, etc. How time changes. My mother is now in a skilled nursing facility. Time moves differently in that sterile place. a nothing event to us is an occasion to the elderly who live in the facility. Come join us at dVerse for the varied poems submitted this week: https://dversepoets.com/2017/04/06/openlinknight-193/

Bingo Winner
time stretches l.o.n.n.n.g
like taffy being pulled between
two people
time moves s.l.o.o.o.w.l.y
like a tortoise trying to cross
a busy highway
Listen – you can hear the seconds
ticking
T.i.i.i.c.k…..t.o.o.o.c.k
the old woman makes a ceremony
of choosing a prize from the cart –
she’s just gotten bingo!
will she choose the pale green
and pink decorated cake
or the green plush bunny
or the box of tissues?
the younger woman holding the prize basket
sighs and the old woman woman’s
hand wavers between the bunny and the cake.
at last she chooses the cake.
t.i.i.i.c.k. t.o.o.o.c.k…

17 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. lynn__
    Apr 06, 2017 @ 22:01:14

    We recently played bingo with folks at a senior living center…the choice of prizes is a big deal!

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  2. Jane Dougherty
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 03:23:50

    Another poem that seems happy on the surface but leaves me with a deep feeling of sadness. Old people shouldn’t have to choose from pink sticky fluffy gooey stuff.

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  3. Laura Bloomsbury
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 05:24:30

    Vivid!!

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  4. paul scribbles
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 05:45:44

    The s..t..r..e..t..c..h..i..n..g really works well here and the point you illustrate so well is how we move in relation to time in different states. Makes me want a viking funeral even more though.

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  5. MarinaSofia
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 08:07:38

    Oh, yes, the way you stretch out those words is very effective! As for the choice of prizes – ouch!

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  6. frankhubeny
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 11:39:35

    Nice description of the indecision of the choice of prizes perhaps to enjoy the process more. The clock’s ticking is a machine model of time going by independent of our own experiences of it individually, but it is our experiences that matter most to us.

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  7. Imelda
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 16:46:31

    You put me in place of the woman holding the basket, on the one hand, and the older one choosing the prize. One has to be very careful with the choice. How many times does one get lucky after all?

    I enjoyed this piece. 🙂

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  8. Sanaa Rizvi (@rizvi_sanaa)
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 18:07:23

    This is absolutely lovely ❤️ you brought back a alot of memories with this 🙂

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  9. Singledust
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 18:20:01

    time is so cruel it seems in the different phases of our life, we need so much of it when we are young and yet don’t know what to do with it as we age, wouldn’t it be nice if we had a bank to save it all for when we really needed it. loved the way your wrote the words and spaced them that it really seemed an eternity before she finally settled on her choice of prize. beautiful sentiment of the way time stretches too long for some.

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    • kanzensakura
      Apr 07, 2017 @ 18:22:05

      Thank you for being one of the very few who actuallt “got” this poem.

      Sent from my Samsung Galaxy Tab®|PRO

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      • Singledust
        Apr 07, 2017 @ 18:24:35

        I saw it happen to my granddad, a once vibrant man reduced to counting the hours off the face of the clock after being bedridden, the long days finally took him away. He told us he could not face another morning. So yes your words had such significance Toni!

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  10. Grace
    Apr 07, 2017 @ 21:33:37

    I like the word placement….like time stretching between seconds or minutes ~ The passing of time is relative…so short or so long is just a perspective ~

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  11. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Apr 08, 2017 @ 05:18:11

    The stretching of time and the perspective of different people is great here… also the stress of having a choice is there, something that we sometimes forget at time when we are told that we need more and more choices.

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  12. ANITA
    Apr 08, 2017 @ 11:24:32

    True that time is ticking by.
    Better to have cake & enjoy 🙂

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  13. Beverly Crawford
    Apr 10, 2017 @ 11:10:24

    Your words are touching and true. Having lost my mother to Alzheimer’s, they were especially touching for me.

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    • kanzensakura
      Apr 10, 2017 @ 14:12:39

      Thank you Beverly for being one of tne very few who actually “got” this poem. It isn’t about being a shame that se iors have to choose sweet snacks and those folk missed the point entirely. I am watching my mother fading slowly before my eyes and as you know, it is heartbreaking.

      Reply

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