Invisible Returns 2 - 21

Terry Trainor By Terry Trainor, 24th Nov 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2phezz_q/
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The Invisible Man takes his mind back to days when he was happy and had friends back to his childhood.

Invisible Returns

Back to the place where I raised walking the streets of my old hometown nothing changes,
Having been walking for days and days the shoes I found have just starting falling apart,
My toes poke out from a big hole in the front and my blistered feet are freezing cold,
It's funny sometimes how things seem to start to give up just like my broken old heart.
As usual the cold bites through my torn clothes then the wind whips up and blows my hair,
It needs a good wash the grease lets me flatten it to my head and it's grey wavy and long,
But now the wind has changed walking becomes easier I'm glad the wind is behind me now,
This time the wind can blow in the same direction as me so now it can help push me along.
Someone is walking towards me better duck my head it's an old friend that I once knew well,
But there was no need to duck as he crosses over disgusted and he gives me plenty of space,
I can recognise him, all he sees is a pathetic tramp an old man pissed and down on his luck,
Even from the other side of the road he looks sideways just so can't bare to look in my face.

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Invisible goes back and sits on a bench, hurt, confused, at a loss. To try and take this from his mind he thinks of nice things.

When I was a young boy the there were scented breezes I enjoyed each new day the sun always shone,
When you had friends you could play games and talk, laugh run through grass that was ever so long,
Children full of stories mostly untrue, had a unique personality each of my friends I will never forget,
But age creeps in and things change lifestyles change losing innocence is the thing I really do regret,
I dream and take myself back, back to the days when cowboys and Indians chased each other all day
Back to the days that were warm and long and we got bored we had holes in our trousers and shirts,
Sometimes when I concentrate really hard and really long I can see myself playing or standing there,
Covered in newly mowed fields with straw and grass running shouting and the wind in my long hair,
And as I take myself back I can see my friends faces running and playing football as clear as today,
What has happened to my happy life where has it gone tell me, "Why does our youth get taken away?"

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Cornfield, Dirt, Grass Valley, Grasslands, Playing, Playing Field, Playing Games, Playing The Fool

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author avatar Terry Trainor
I am a Poet.
My passion is to write about nature and the history of nature.

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author avatar akram saqib
24th Nov 2012 (#)

impressive story of days which are no more

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author avatar Terry Trainor
25th Nov 2012 (#)

Thank you Akram

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
24th Nov 2012 (#)

Terry I am glad that Invisible still has some good memories to hold on to . It takes the edge off his aloneness .

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
17th Dec 2012 (#)

You may not get to read this Terry , as the poem is not among the latest..but i just had to say how glad I was to stop and see dear Invisible once more ..before he wanders off into the unknown again.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
17th Dec 2012 (#)

You may not get to read this Terry , as the poem is not among the latest..but i just had to say how glad I was to stop and see dear Invisible once more ..before he wanders off into the unknown again.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
17th Dec 2012 (#)

Hi Stella. Invisible is on his holidays he will be back soon. I will let him know you asked about him.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
22nd Jan 2013 (#)

Hello Terry . Glad to be passing by again to say hello once more to you and Invisible . I am happy to hear he had a holiday.
God bless you
Stella

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author avatar Terry Trainor
22nd Jan 2013 (#)

Hi Stella thanks for stopping by. Invisible has been down Southend he will be back soon he is suffering from writers block.

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