Hilda Greenhough Poet Rhyme

Toy Phonograph

Tiny phonograph with a small turntable,
Her child toy that lights up her eyes.
As it spins and turns with its now blurred label., 
It plays the songs in Mother Goose guise.

She becomes mesmerized, unable to leave.
Her sight is fixed on the round plate.
Has it become magic? What can she believe?
Quiet time's gift is parent's placate.

One day it happens! Rising up from the floor, 
Songbird machine, made to enthrall,
Lisps forth a sad song as it floats out the door.
Hushing her thoughts, she looks at the wall

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Evelyn Judy Buehler August 22, 2024 at 2:55 PM Your beautiful poem brings back memories, Hilda. Thank you for sharing. :) Evelyn Judy Buehler September 21, 2024 at 4:26 PM I never had one of my own, but I knew others who did, including my sister. :) Hilda Greenhough September 21, 2024 at 12:08 PM You had one too? I got mine in the early 50's. I wasn't aware of how popular those little photographs were. I loved mine. Thanks for commenting.

David Crandall May 27, 2024 at 4:40 PM Great poem Hilda. When I was a kid, we had a little record player, and I played little 78s,, some yellow, some black, and some 45s. The had picture in the middle. I can still remember, my aunt gave me "puff the magic dragon", "bicycle built for two", etc. I was mesmerized. Hilda Greenhough May 27, 2024 at 10:27 PM We had the same experience with our photographs. I enjoyed mine. Thank you for your input.

Paige Hind January 31, 2024 at 12:45 PM Has a haunting 'tune' to this poem. It's just beautiful. Hilda Greenhough January 31, 2024 at 12:52 PM Thank you very much.

Bill Baker January 23, 2024 at 5:09 PM "It's magic, it's magic", she says! I like your storytelling skills, Hilda, and you put it into poetic form. Well done, my friend. Smiles ~ Blessings Bill Hilda Greenhough January 23, 2024 at 6:53 PM Thank you. I'm glad you liked my trial balloon of a poem centered on a child. Mother Goose strikes again.

David Fisher January 23, 2024 at 4:45 PM Such a cool story! At first I was slow to understand the last stanza, but enjoyed the magical finale. Hilda Greenhough January 23, 2024 at 4:49 PM Thank you. It's good to hear from you.

Gershon Wolf January 22, 2024 at 6:47 PM Wow! I am transfixed. ~ Enchanted, gw Hilda Greenhough January 22, 2024 at 7:06 PM I'm honored you liked my poem. Thank you.

Howard Kerr January 22, 2024 at 8:50 AM A haunting narrative permeates this work. The child and their perceptions at an early stage are critical. I enjoyed reading your fairy tale rhyme immensely Howard Kerr Hilda Greenhough January 22, 2024 at 9:19 AM Thank you.

Victor Buhagiar January 22, 2024 at 1:21 AM Loved your fiction. Very imaginative. Hilda Greenhough January 22, 2024 at 2:02 AM Thank you.

Karen Jones January 22, 2024 at 12:13 AM Very creative and engaging. It is amazing to look through the eyes of a child isn’t it? Hilda Greenhough January 22, 2024 at 12:41 AM Thank you for reading this poem. I'm glad you liked it.

Ink Empress January 21, 2024 at 11:03 PM What a deep write. Your storytelling skills are on point, while also maintaining a poetic cadence and eloquence throughout in a very heartfelt manner and moving flow. Pleasure always reading your work dear hilda. You are truly talented and has a voice of your own which is impressive in a world that imitates others you remain authentic and poetically just yourself’ i admire that Hilda Greenhough January 22, 2024 at 12:30 AM Thanks again. I send hugs and happiness your way.