Sunday 19 September 2010

Lost Property

Item one, a mobile phone
used by Rebecca Collins
(had a hole in her pocket):
item slipped out
left on a bus seat
picked up by a boy named Mark
it impressed his friends
so his brother stole it
sold it on the street
Mark thought he'd lost it
(irony lost on him),
item then owned
by Darren Walsh, he dealt with drugs
liked to shout at the phone
and feel like a real business man
but eventually outgrew it
gave it to his nan
showed her how to use it
she tried to work it
thought she broke it
sits in her kitchen cupboard now.

Item two, a teddy
formerly of Joe Bowler,
this time the true story:
item on a table one morning
mother knocked it while cleaning
dog grabbed it
gutted it
fluff-flesh and ripped face on the floor
the mother devastated took it
but couldn’t fix it
tried to replace it
but no shops made it
so turning defeat into deceit
she said the boy had left it
lying out, carelessly
and the dog had taken it
far away
(and would you believe it!)
the boy believed her
learnt a lesson that day
he remembered forever
(mother learnt
that to lie is easier.)

Item three, a cat
owned by a Gertrude Willoughby
living lonely:
item a stray
bare skin and stinky
Gertrude nutured it
loved it
underfed it one day
stayed in bed
felt ill, she said
so item (so-called Migsy)
took to the streets in search of grub
was wooed and picked up
by a little girl named Rosy
she moved it to her room
her first pet! - called it Percy
fed it biscuit crumbs and milk
and hid it from her ma
and kept it overnight
and locked it in a box with holes when she went off to school
and on return she found the cat had made a mess
so took a cupboard draw
and made a toilet for the creature
let it have the room to wander
left a window open
Percy ran away
Rosy wailed
and asked her ma if she could have a pet
and after many tears she got one and police
found Gertrude's body
eight days after she had passed away
and lying on her belly
was her cat, starved to death.

Item four, a note
worth five pounds sterling,
from the wallet of Will Francis:
item put on kitchen sideboard
after Will had bought some breakfast
hour later
back he came
and note had gone.
All six housemates suspects
all plead no way! not guilty!
Alex (best friend) was the liar
saw five pounds just by his keys
he thought he must have left it
seized it
spent it on two Pot Noodles, bread and cheese
never told them it was him who (accidentally) nicked it
and after he'd dispensed it
money journeyed down the chain,
cashier gave the note in change
to a cute kid buying sweets
he passed it onto mother
not allowed to spend it all, you see
she gave it to the church that Sunday
reverend counted up
cashed in
the bank absorbed it
spat it into the hand of Barry Wellock
bet his best mate Tony
Hull would get promoted
lost and Tony laughed and lapped it up
then snorted some coke with the note
(stuck up Tony's, Nick's and Mickey's nostrils)
note unrolled
and bundled in the hand of a blond
put it down her thong
for the joy of the throng
she wanted them to die
but danced
then gave it to her boss
he bought some cigarettes
down the local cornershop
it got robbed (again)
assailant dropped the note
and on that street a minute later
Will Francis found five pounds
must be a sign, he said
lost it on a roulette table that night.

Item five, a child
named Max Sanderson,
mother Maggie (single):
item aged three
soundly sleeping
Maggie downstairs
cleaning
washing
ironing her tops for work that week
she checked on Max
the bed was empty
nervous, looked around
and found the front door slightly open
(didn't close it properly, distracted with those groceries)
she rushed outside and screamed his name
the wide world had negated him
neighbours - no clue
shocked
now scared
informed police
they started searching
(a notice in the local paper,
a mention in the evening news)
Maggie sat alone and waited
the case filed through authorities
but with witnesses lacking
there were no leads
(Max had been picked up two blocks down
by a woman named Vona Fin
she'd coaxed him over to her car
took him
faked his papers
gave him (for a fee)
to an adoption agency
in Ohio
made a living from this business
'mothers make easy money' was her mantra)
a length of time slipped past
and Maggie found it hard to sleep
her dreams were always finding Max
so she hid the pictures of the boy
and took long walks through busy streets
she liked the way the crowd consumed her
(Vona meanwhile got knocked up
but couldn't kill the baby, strangely
stopped her business dead it did)
and two years passed
(Max named Scott
now five years old,
healthy and happy with new family)
the case was shelved
Maggie moved away
met a man
widowed, quite old
owned a charity shop
his wish
a hand to hold
and nothing more
she concurred
(a lie, she needed a child)
they worked together in the shop
and cared for things
thrown into the wind
one time a book was handed in
by a woman
was a gift from a friend
bought from a school stall
donated by a man
who'd read the stories to his son
named Scott, before that called Max,
so when Maggie opened the book
and read a short tale
she could have been reading to her lost child
but wasn't
the book was old
hadn't sold
she closed it
binned it
left it to rot
or be found by the cycle
and carried away.

2 comments:

  1. Angus this is really strong work. The length is a bit intimidating initially, but once I dared take it on it was really rewarding. The final stanza for me, was the best. I don't necessarily think it needs to be the culmination of the rest of the poem, either. I think it is strong enough to stand alone. The other stanzas, as good as they are, could be seen as a lack of confidence in the fifth stanza, for me they could also be faulted as seeming simply precursory.

    Or maybe that's wrong. Maybe it's that there is a definite sense of 'build up', which is perhaps unnecessary?

    Anyway I don't know, but it does make a really good read.

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  2. Hey, glad you liked it. I intentionally structured the poem as a build-up to the missing child, but wanted to ensure each stanza could stand alone. What interested me in writing this was the variety of different 'journeys' lost items can take - losing things is so commonplace and I wanted to explore this in a number of ways. However, reading it now, for me the first stana is the weakest in terms of what it adds to the poem - there is nothing wholly unique about it, as the pass-the-parcel type journey the phone takes happens to a much larger degree in the third stanza.

    I be interested to know what your opinion is on the style of the poem. Did the tone/rhythm jar at any point for you?

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