Gramps

Never knew my grandpa's, they were too old. I cannot now sing true grampus songs. I get all teary-eyed about those two dead and gonners. I dream of going fishing with them, listening to their tall tales, and, well you know, just getting along fine with the old guys. Hey Grandaddies, what's up? Do you look up or down on me - your once whippersnapper blood-kin? I'm a grandpappy myself now. with grandkids, It's grand, Do you miss that toy train? It went: choo-choo-choo, you bought it for your own nippers and it got passed down, sorry, gramps, I lost it somewhere along the line, like I lost you. Maybe you are both riding that loco now, just chuffing along with a huff- huff and choo-choo glee. Wish I could hear, wish I could see.

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Di11y Da11y

Date: 11/22/2023 2:30:00 AM

Fascinating! I suppose a title would come first if I was writing for a prompt but never considered that way round... I might see whether I ever land on a word and try and create a poem from it. I like to start with no idea at all but just write a line and see what I can surprise myself with or a feeling that I try and articulate. Thank you for sharing your approach - most interesting :)

Eric Ashford
Date: 11/22/2023 11:30:00 AM

A stream of consciousness is a good way to go also, editing can come later! E

Di11y Da11y

Date: 11/21/2023 10:26:00 AM

Enjoyable and interesting to ponder how all these different themes pop into your mind

Eric Ashford
Date: 11/21/2023 11:19:00 AM

Thanks Dilly, speaking for myself, the words come as an idea after the title, comes first to me. So the poem comes second. Cheers mate.