Just Fred
Senior Poet
I'm NOT senile!
Posts: 27
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Post by Just Fred on Sept 21, 2010 15:44:00 GMT
the confines of this chair with its steel and its wheels and the dignity it steals
"but grandad what about the freedom it gives you now that you are able to go to the garden or the communal room or the reading room on your own?"
i suppose i suppose but no one really knows how sitting here feels and the dignity it steals
"but granddad mr evans and mr wilkinson and the man who calls me silvy even though my name is michelle and mrs parker they all use a wheelchair and also the man who dresses as a captain who wants to race you all the time, they know how it feels"
the confines of my mind in there i am proud i stand tall with my rifle shooting the germans
"granddad would you like me to push you in the gardens?"
yes dear save my arms for racing the captain i will beat the bastard tomorrow
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Oct 27, 2010 11:33:11 GMT
A truly mighty piece of writing, Fred. I shall save your other postings until I have recovered my composure.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Oct 27, 2010 17:43:06 GMT
Fred, This is a very moving piece of writing we often forget how much we owe to the brave men (and yes women too) who fought the Hunn and gave us the freedom we take for granted today. I look forward very much to more of your postings. Thankyou. Stanley.
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Post by lardydar on Oct 29, 2010 8:05:40 GMT
FRED! Wahey! How the freak are you you old codger? Bloody love this.
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Post by Rabbi Sammy Schtupp on Oct 29, 2010 17:37:37 GMT
A lot of people suffered in the war, especially 6 million Jews. May they rest in peace yet.
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