Pinholes

Family photographs.
Pictures of youth, 
All smiling happily,
Hiding the truth …
Grandads at work,
Grandmas in rocking chairs.
Dads in their gardens,
Mums, taken unawares …

Pinholes in the fabric of time.

Aunties and uncles,
Siblings and cousins;
Some of them all alone,
Others by the dozen …
Summers by the sea,
Weddings, holidays.
Winters by the fire,
Birthdays, school-days …

Pinholes in the fabric of time.

Faces familiar.
Faces we’ll never know.
Some who are still around:
Others, now shadows …
On little scraps of paper,
Monochrome and misty,
A Mum sees her life …
But her children see history …

Pinholes in the fabric of time …
Pinholes in the fabric of time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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May Avatar
July 27, 2009 at 7:38 AM
Enjoyed this quite a bit. I see the picture & feel the sentiment. successful writing!
Pate Avatar
July 25, 2009 at 11:35 AM
I loved this piece. You created a tapestry with pinholes. Good imagery.
Kendrick Avatar
July 24, 2009 at 1:24 PM
Interesting work. Sara
Devonshire Avatar
July 22, 2009 at 3:49 PM
This was so moving, Frances. When I had to give a eulogy at a dear friend's funeral, I suggested that stars were but "pinholes in the fabric" of heaven through which our loved ones look down upon us, smiling to let us know they are happy. You brought back a sad memory, but this was an amazing poem! Love, Carolyn
Brown Avatar
July 22, 2009 at 5:13 AM
Fasinating writing Frances. I just love looking at old pictures. Love, Carol
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