Sunday, September 21, 2014

Ollie, Ollie--By Carl "Papa" Palmer--United States

Ollie, Ollie

Giggling, she runs from the family room couch
where I sit and count, both hands over my eyes.
“1,2,3,4,5 and 5 is 10. Ready or not, here I come.”

First, in the kitchen, opening and slamming cabinet
drawers and doors, “No, not here. Not here, either,”
repeated loudly lifting all four corners of the tablecloth,

again as I look under a chair cushion, behind the curtain,
then seek into the living room to flip pages of a book
on the shelf, “She's sure hiding good, where can she be?”

Muffled laughter in the closet, ever her same hiding spot,
as I pass the half open door, again not seeing her crouched
smiling presence as I continue my search into the hall.

“I wonder where that girl can be, I've looked everywhere.”
A tug on my pant leg, I turn around in wild surprise,
“Here I am, Papa, right here. See. You couldn't find me.”

“You certainly are a wonderful hider, much better than me.
Now it's my turn.” She counts with covered eyes as I slip
into the closet, same place I hid when her mommy was small.

Carl "Papa" Palmer, retired Army, retired FAA, now just plain retired, lives in University Place, Washington. He has seven chapbooks and a contest winning poem riding buses somewhere in Seattle. Carl has been nominated for the Micro Award and Pushcart Prize.

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  1. Carl, your story is touching and so cute! I think, precious and sweet, too......... what loving, God-fearing human being wouldn't feel embraced by your words? Sheri /

    1. This story was of my daughter and her daughters, Sheri, however my son and his sons have hidden in that same hiding place. Thanks for your kind response.

  2. Carl, I absolutely love with your poem. It brought back so many memories that I had tucked away and forgotten. How sweet it is to remember those fun-loving times in my own family. Thank you for such a well written poem and for sharing your talent with us here on Whispers.

    1. When hearing comments like this, Charlene, I am happy I am able to provide your smile, and mine.

  3. Very touching poem, Carl. I like the flow and the way in which the story is conveyed. Nice job. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!

    -MJ (