1950Par Posted December 31, 2021 Report Share Posted December 31, 2021 Another Side Tae Hogmanay Brunswick’s jukebox plays a background serenade, theme fae Peyton Place He sits and sips his Vat Sixty Nine, an he hears a scream in every silent face Or maybe its the whistle fae the train he hear’s, back when he was still small He imagines his Mam putting her lipstick on at the mirror wi ducks on the wall The Ghost of not knowing, still following him about, singing Beatles songs The Companion set is in the fireplace, on a stand, brush shovel and tongs He see’s the blue sky and feels the breeze, hears the wind like a wee lad He imagines his Mam’s laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad Dad studies the evening news and marks three horses wi his parker pen Glances up fae the two mile chase an says yer lookin braw the night hen She pretended tae be embarrassed hearing words she knew tae be true He remembers Hogmanay’s wi his Mam and Dad, knows they were too few The lazy wind blows through, as Winter bites hard but his overcoat is empty Behind his private door, the well that holds aw the tears, empties gently He sits and waits as the bells draw near, watches the candle slowly burn He imagines them all back together again, but knows they can never return ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Happy and Prosperous New Year to all on the Bounce C.O.Y.P. 1 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Superally Posted December 31, 2021 Report Share Posted December 31, 2021 Bliadhna mhath ùr agus slàinte mhath dha mo charaidean uile. Fuirich sàbhailte 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Piracy Posted December 31, 2021 Report Share Posted December 31, 2021 1 hour ago, 1950Par said: Another Side Tae Hogmanay Brunswick’s jukebox plays a background serenade, theme fae Peyton Place He sits and sips his Vat Sixty Nine, an he hears a scream in every silent face Or maybe its the whistle fae the train he hear’s, back when he was still small He imagines his Mam putting her lipstick on at the mirror wi ducks on the wall The Ghost of not knowing, still following him about, singing Beatles songs The Companion set is in the fireplace, on a stand, brush shovel and tongs He see’s the blue sky and feels the breeze, hears the wind like a wee lad He imagines his Mam’s laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad Dad studies the evening news and marks three horses wi his parker pen Glances up fae the two mile chase an says yer lookin braw the night hen She pretended tae be embarrassed hearing words she knew tae be true He remembers Hogmanay’s wi his Mam and Dad, knows they were too few The lazy wind blows through, as Winter bites hard but his overcoat is empty Brunswick’s jukebox plays a background serenade, theme fae Peyton Place He sits and sips his Vat Sixty Nine, an he hears a scream in every silent face Or maybe its the whistle fae the train he hear’s, back when he was still small He imagines his Mam putting her lipstick on at the mirror wi ducks on the wall The Ghost of not knowing, still following him about, singing Beatles songs The Companion set is in the fireplace, on a stand, brush shovel and tongs He see’s the blue sky and feels the breeze, hears the wind like a wee lad He imagines his Mam’s laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad Dad studies the evening news and marks three horses wi his parker pen Glances up fae the two mile chase an says yer lookin braw the night hen She pretended tae be embarrassed hearing words she knew tae be true He remembers Hogmanay’s wi his Mam and Dad, knows they were too few The lazy wind blows through, as Winter bites hard but his overcoat is empty Behind his private door, the well that holds aw the tears, empties gently He sits and waits as the bells draw near, watches the candle slowly burn He imagines them all back together again, but knows they can never return Behind his private door, the well that holds aw the tears, empties gently He sits and waits as the bells draw near, watches the candle slowly burn He imagines them all back together again, but knows they can never return ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Happy and Prosperous New Year to all on the Bounce C.O.Y.P. That's pretty emotive stuff. Beautiful in fact. All the best folks. 4 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OzPar Posted December 31, 2021 Report Share Posted December 31, 2021 Geez, 1950Par, that's wonderful... "He imagines his Mam's laugh like waves caressing the shore an feels sad..." That line punched me hard in the gut. Very evocative. Thank you for sharing that. Quality! I wish a Happy New Year to you all, it's blistering warm Down Under. Just remember, things will get better... Oz 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DougieDave Posted January 1, 2022 Report Share Posted January 1, 2022 Happy New Year everyone - here’s to a good 2022 5 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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