Sunday, May 13, 2018

Old School Life--By Chris Page--England

Old School Life

She was of the old school,
proud and ashamed at the
same time as many old
ladies of her class are.
she never invited friends
or neighbours inside her
home. Ashamed her tea
spoons came from a thrift
store and her tea set doesn’t
match, her chairs are worn
and old, carpets threadbare.
She would rather be lonely
than give up her pride of an
old school generation.

Chris Page lives in Thaxted, England. He has been writing poetry for over 50 years. He won his first poetry competition at the age of 9 and has been writing since. Chris writes in a style called Imagist. He enjoys Jazz and Irish music. He travels worldwide. He speaks Irish Gaelic.

6 comments:

  1. Very touching and sad poem and I know it is true sometimes.
    Thanks for sharing.
    Caryl

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  2. Dear Chris,

    I'm impressed by your poem, it breathes a proud sadness or a sad proudness. Beautiful write, thank you for sharing.

    Best wishes,
    Inge

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  3. Hi Chris,

    Love the poem. I am sort of old school myself. I like the times of old a lot better thank I do a lot of today's ways. Thank you for sharing your poem with us here at Whispers. Continued blessings!

    -MJ
    (www.creativeinspirationspp.blogspot.com)

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  4. Very touching piece, thanks for sharing.

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  5. oh, how sad - i'm sure there are proud people, like this character, in real life

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  6. Dear Chris,
    This a good story I do relate to. It is hard for anyone to come out of there shell of shyness or thought of what others think.
    Knight Writer

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