Treasure Island

Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

Sensitivity and Consolation


I’m watching TV.
Don’t do it! I gasp,
as a blameless incidental character lowers her eye
to a keyhole to investigate a curious scratchy noise.
She doesn’t know that a spiny cactus
bearing a grudge stirs behind the door.
My left eyelid is fibrillating uncontrollably.

I’m watching TV.
Don’t do it! I gasp,
as a naked man wades into a sheet-flat lagoon.
He doesn’t know that a distant ripple
betrays the presence of a hybrid snappy
turtle X psycho scientist bearing a grudge.
My jangling mirror neurons awaken latent
complexes only Freud knew I had.

I’m watching TV.
Don’t do it! I gasp,
as Thomas the tank engine proudly pulls out
of the station with a very important job to do
but accidentally leaves behind the first-class
carriage full of very important guests.
I begin to cry.

My daughter comes in to give me a cuddle.
She says Thomas the Tank Engine is not suitable
viewing for a woman of my age or constitution
and in future I should stick to steamy smutty stuff
BUT NOT THOMAS THE TANK ENGINE.

She goes to the kitchen to get Dave
(her son/my grandson/not his real name)
and me a treat - a Tootie yoghurt in a tube.
We have to share because there’s only one left.

Submitted: Saturday, February 15, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 15, 2014

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  • Lyn Paul (2/20/2014 6:00:00 AM)

    Lovely to share your life with us giving us both humour and emotion. Beautiful words with great comments too. Thank you Diane (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (2/17/2014 10:34:00 AM)

    A slice from your personal life.... Being so absorbed in a TV programme, you cannot tolerate any kind of intervention... that too a slight admonition of warning from your own daughter! But it all ends up in a treat!

    A poem quite different from your 'hard core stuff'! The' latent complexes' in you which Freud alone knew, made me smile! ! (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (2/16/2014 12:10:00 PM)

    So you're a tad touchy eh Diane - aren't we all, given the circumstance. But a Tootie yoghurt sounds lovely, hope you enjoyed and your mood improved, ha! Certainly an unusual but very fascinating write, enjoyed reading - another chuckle. (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (2/16/2014 6:36:00 AM)

    However sensitive you or we are in the beginning, there comes the phase of consolation too.
    Your daughter cuddling you makes all the difference. The dark clouds of concerns are often scattered by the streaks of these small delights in the life of all. A fine poem that speaks of your vibrant mind in observation, Diane. (Report) Reply

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