Saturday, October 3, 2015

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The old shopkeeper wore khaki pants,
And counted on his wooden abacus;
Folks called his corner store chinee shop,
A good place to buy cheese and hop;
Penny bread and ching-chong talk,
While the beads flew forth and back;
Lanterns with tassels he sometimes hung
Red were the colour of the songs he sung
ABACUS © gillena cox 2015




Written for Kerry's prompt
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21 comments:

  1. Kerry O'ConnorOctober 3, 2015 at 3:42 PM

    This poem contains a sense of nostalgia in the portrait you have presented.

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    1. Gillena CoxOctober 3, 2015 at 3:47 PM

      happy you dropped in Kerry; that's exactly the mood

      much love...

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  2. brudbergOctober 3, 2015 at 4:03 PM

    I think a shop with abacus would be a great place to visit.. a wonderful sense of nostalgia.

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  3. Gillena CoxOctober 3, 2015 at 4:05 PM

    Happy you dropped by Bjorn

    Much love...

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  4. HannahOctober 3, 2015 at 5:40 PM

    I like the idea that the songs have a color...neat idea and places sound and a visual together in a unique way. :)

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  5. RommyOctober 3, 2015 at 8:48 PM

    It feels like an old memory, and perhaps a bit of a reminder of the heavy varnish nostalgia can lay over our memories.

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    1. Gillena CoxOctober 4, 2015 at 8:49 AM

      thank you for your appreciation Rommy

      much love...

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  6. AnonymousOctober 3, 2015 at 9:03 PM

    I can hear those beads! Nice.

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-WadeOctober 3, 2015 at 11:10 PM

    A very evocative portrait.

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    1. Gillena CoxOctober 4, 2015 at 8:50 AM

      Thanks for dropping in to read mine Rosemary

      much love...

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  8. Susie ClevengerOctober 4, 2015 at 12:55 AM

    Oh my, I remember using an abacus when I was in the first grade. I refer it as a beaded calculator.

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    1. Gillena CoxOctober 4, 2015 at 8:51 AM

      oh nice! glad you dropped in Susie

      much love...

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  9. SusanOctober 4, 2015 at 1:16 AM

    I can see him and that abacus, beads flying--you check his math, and find he's always right.

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  10. Isadora GruyeOctober 4, 2015 at 12:12 PM

    I like the sense of place this evokes! Well done.

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  11. grapelingOctober 4, 2015 at 7:44 PM

    sounds like a number of Chinese stores I've been in over the years ~

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  12. MargaretOctober 7, 2015 at 10:46 PM

    A portrait of another time...

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