Polly

Writings and Witterings

Katie Jones

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Gayle is our host on Open Link Night at dVerse. She invites poets to ‘to share with us a poem of your choice, on whatever subject you would like.’

Katie Jones

Ah, Katie Jones,
Katie Jones,
I see your eyes
wide with responsibility,
taken on far too soon.

Here you are at fifteen
cleaning the bath,
I see you always
cleaning the bath,
and raking the coals, black dust

thick beneath your fingernails;
washing in a twin-tub, watching the wind,
drying weather, so much to do.
Scrubbing, scouring,
the wire pad

rough beneath
the soft pads of your fingers,
biting into teenage flesh
that could be wielding
a pen at school.

What about your future,
practical Katie Jones?
Your mother,
sick with depression.
Your eyes show

determination.
You will not feel sorry,
you will persevere,
for that is what is expected
of you.

But your eyes, oh, your eyes,
Katie Jones,
they are wild,
they tell of a tale
untold.

 

Polly Stretton © 2015

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33 thoughts on “Katie Jones

  1. I’ve known too many like Katie. Today I like to remember the ones who did more than survive, they learned to shine! They are out there.

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  2. Wonderful, Polly. A whole story in a few stanzas.

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  3. A teenagers struggle written beautifully.

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  4. The hardship of growing up… and I’m happy to know she grew up alright.. From your comment and the last lines I think she was what is called maskrosbarn (dandelion child) which is the opposite to the orchid child… this is a concept I grew up with and there is a lot of resilience in some and a lot of sensitivity in others…

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    • I’ve not heard of the concept ‘maskrosbarn (dandelion child)’, Björn. I shall go and look it up 🙂

      Many thanks for your comments.

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  5. Rather heartwarming tale… so vividly depicted 🙂 great work.

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  6. An uplifting story to read Polly ~ I bet you she will succeed in whatever she wants to do ~ And I also admire the focus on the eyes, full of possibilities ~

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  7. Ah, there’s a Katie Jones in my second novel. This takes me to early Irish immigrants–my ancestors. Very well done characterization.

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  8. Oh is so much depth beyond this poem, things that the reader cannot imagine. I am glad that Katie Jones is determine, and I hope that she is able to overcome all of the obstacles she faces in her young life.

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  9. I’m happy to hear of Katie Jones’ wild eyes. Maybe those wild eyes tell of some tenacity to make something of herself in spite of her circumstances. I loved this Polly and through your comments see that it is about a real someone. I hope she did do alright. Thanks for joining in at dVerse!
    Gayle ~

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    • Yes, based on a real someone, name changed, of course. Funny how an action can bring a memory up sharply…
      Good to be posting with dVerse, Gayle. Thanks for your comments 🙂

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  10. “They tell of a tale untold” – that last line is a powerful punchline to sum up this amazing poem.

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    • Thank you, Bryan, always glad to see another poet enjoy the final line…should mean it’s not one of those ‘redundant’ ones 😉

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  11. Well told tale here though–k.

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  12. My grandmother
    picked cotton to
    raise her sisters
    school beyond
    her grasp
    sisters
    college..
    moving
    up then..
    her with run
    away husband.. ugh..
    12 hour waitressing..
    but a loving daughter..
    my mother.. who
    insists she quits
    working in
    her 50’s
    and takes
    care of
    her..
    so she
    rests
    and lives
    30 or so
    more years
    by a river
    in peace..
    i suppose
    hard work
    makes
    greater Karma
    in the end.. or further
    from it.. even better..:)

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  13. A moving story, Polly. k.

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