An Ode to an Old Friend

Hello Poetry Lovers

Today we talk about a common loss that only a gal understands. Yes, the loss of a bag.

Our bags mean a lot to us and when the handle comes off a much cherished pale blue basket (see photo above), it is devastating.

My bag met its demise during a poetry reading at Turnham Green so I guess it was a fitting end at least. My clever pal Trisha Broomfield has written an apt and fitting tribute on such a loss. Great piece, do read on…..

An Ode to a Much Loved Pal

You’ve helped me my sweetness
through so many years,

you’ve seen laughter, frustration
elation and tears.

Now finally you have let go
of my hand

and with great regret
alone I do stand.

One handle is broken
your brave smile has slipped

and into your depths
my last dip I’ve dipped.

Oh handbag I love you
but it’s time to part

I’ll always remember
your place in my heart.

©TB

Wasn’t that just wonderful?! Thank you so much, Trisha. Beautiful piece that sums up our pain of letting go.

And talking of Trisha, (and me), please catch us with the marvellous Sharron Green as The Booming Lovelies at the Guildford Fringe on Friday 7th July upstairs at the beautiful Keep Pub. See you then….