SHADOWS……Fridays poem

Have you ever had tea in the firelight  ?

Tis oh such a magical thing 

The shadows dance hither and thither 

As the kettle starts to sing 


They flicker on the walls and ceiling 

Sillhouetting there way round the room 

There’s no need to feel lonely 

With firelight brightening the gloom 


The shadows will tell you a story 

While you watch as if In a dream 

The everyday objects of living 

Will become not quite what they seem 


The milk jug and teapot together 

Are a castle with Tower and keep 

And the little fat basin of sugar 

Is a cat on the wall fast asleep 


The cups set out ready for tea time 

Become people just standing around 

Hand on hip housewives just chatting 

Although you can’t hear a sound 


The grandfather clock loudly ticking 

Looks like the dome of St Paul’s 

Becoming an old Morris minor 

As the shadow changes walls 


The crystal decanter of whisky 

Is a house with a chimney tall 

On with precariously perching 

Is a sparrow about to fall 


The kettle boiling in glowing fire 

Hisses steam like a train 

Tea time shadows disappear 

As the lights come on again 


I chose this video simply because it’s about The Shadows 😂 I saw the Shadows many times at Blackpool ABC theatre, which no longer exists. when I was very small Cliff Richard called me up on stage and gave me a beach ball for being so good in the front row 😂 I loved this 1960’s group that backed Cliff Richard at the time and this is the story of one of their most famous instrumentals, Apache

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with Young Onset Dementia. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

10 thoughts on “SHADOWS……Fridays poem

  1. I like that poem very much. Tried to google it, as I would like to know, who wrote it. Couldn’t find it. Do you know , who it is by? And ‘Apache’, the Shadows and Cliff Richard… yes, that was my time, too 🎊 Weekend Greetings!

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  2. Lovely poem Wendy and loved the video brought back happy memories of seeing Cliff and the Shadows in concert at Leeds Empire many moons ago. Thank you

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  3. Amazing!!! One of my favorite songs and I never really knew who produced it. So wonderful to see that video. Thank you! And I loved your Friday poem… sitting by the firelight… nice vision!

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  4. Love the poem Wendy. One has to be of a certain age to remember hissing kettles and Morris Minors. But I’m not sorry I do when I read this. Sadly no open fire in our flat, although we do have a fake fireplace. And no crystal decanter either. 😊

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