"Hang on, it's not that I mind coming here
but I've not said goodbye to those I hold dear
then there is that bottle of wine I've not drunk
plus my garage is chock full of all sorts of junk"
"I haven't said goodbye to my sweet girlfriend
for when she finds out she'll go round the bend
and then all the lads from the drawing office
will be fighting to see who'll date that goddess"
"But worst of all there's my dear old mum and dad
I haven't seen them for years which is so sad
she will be crying but he will not say a word.
Hang on! Am I really dead or have I misheard?"
Image of Charon with passenger found at https://www.goodreads.com
You're killing me. He's dead and he's concerned about the junk in his garage! :-D
ReplyDeleteGoodbyes are not easy at all. A lovely and delightful poem to read, thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteWhilst it is inevitable it's not something we plan for right? Bound to leave something unfinished.
ReplyDeleteNice poem...wondering about mum, dad, and the junk in the garage. Even the most mundane things stick with us even after death it seems.
ReplyDeleteOh I would be very sad to leave that perfect cask of Amontillado behind....
ReplyDeleteThis is so incredibly poignant, Robin!❤️
ReplyDeleteBeautiful reflection of what's really important.
ReplyDeleteFine, O.E. "Making a list and checking it twice." Except for the Mrs. and a favorite grandchild I could care less, those others won't care any more than I would for them. BTW, I know a fellow who cleans garages for free if he can have anything the owner doesn't want to keep.
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I like the way you've got your speaker all worked up about the wine and the junk before even thinking about the girlfriend and parents - I was in an accident once and all I could think about was a bag of sweets I'd bought for my little sister which I grasped in my hand and wouldn't let go! The sense of confusion comes across so well.
ReplyDeleteIndeed--surely regret would be one of the strongest feelings to linger.
ReplyDeleteI can relate to this.. the sense that things have not been completed when the end is in sight. It's very true.
ReplyDeleteHeading down to organize my garage now ~~~~
ReplyDeleteI'm afraid we all will leave plagued by loose ends.
ReplyDeleteI liked this piece its poignancy and being interwoven with light houmour.
ReplyDeleteYup never ever ready, like it Robin
ReplyDeletemuch love...
Misheard -- perfect! We thought we were life's masters, but really the ironist Charon was whispering "disaster" ...
ReplyDeleteYou paint a full picture here, complete with characters and insight into the psyche of that narrator. Great!
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