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In my attic

I found a collection of old home videos

From the previous tenant

An elderly couple that I cannot name

Most of them were beyond repair

But a few still worked

Sucked in enthusiastically by my VHS player

Grainy footage of a young couple dancing

(Cheek to Cheek)

Alive again in my mind

As Fred sings

And the couple move

Sedately

Like swans courting

And then vanish

(Like a gambler’s lucky streak)

Their dance extinguished

 

memories fade

◄ fed

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Comments

<Deleted User> (13947)

Tue 30th Jun 2015 23:17

What a cliff hanger those home movies must've been! I love how this piece put me there watching those movies with you. Eager to know what the next one held. Disappointed at not knowing what the dysfunctional ones held. A very lovely read Stu.

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Stu Buck

Tue 30th Jun 2015 23:04

Thanks all!

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raypool

Tue 30th Jun 2015 22:31

Another fan, Stu, with this one. Touching and nostalgic, a time capsule of a sophisticated time , further down the line from the original big screen euphoria! Ray

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Martin Elder

Tue 30th Jun 2015 18:37

What a nice poem. I agree with Huw very atmospheric, but it left me wanting more

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