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I've been left alone-Month of June Poems-The 6th
June 6, 2013
10:14 pm

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I was given a prompt from @tlhopkinson to write about an unusual news story. I chose this one. The poem follows below it.

 By Alice Philipson and agencies

10:00AM BST 04 Jun 2013

The antique bear, which has one eye missing, a floppy ear and has lost much of its fur, was found in a bag 14 months ago. With it was a black and white photograph dated March 1918 of two girls with their teddy, which staff think is the same bear.

A message in faded ink on the back of the photograph reads: "With dearest love and kisses to our darling Daddie from your loving little daughters Dora and Glyn."

Staff at Bristol airport searched flight records to see if they could find any passengers with the same names, but having failed are now appealing to the public to find the bear's owner.

Jacqui Mills, an airport spokesman who has kept the bear on her desk, said: "He's well-loved, that is for sure.

"He looks a bit battered but I think that's because he has been given so many cuddles over the years.

 "We were certain that someone would claim him, but when they didn't he was passed over to the airport police who tried every means possible to find his family."

The postcard photograph has a second message which says "taken on Baby's birthday March 4th 1918, one year and five-months-old."

Teddy bear expert Edy Reilly, who runs Oldenbears bear-repairing company, said: "I do believe he is either a German or French bear.

"He is made of fine quality mohair fur, and the general shape, construction, characteristics and quality of manufacture all point towards Germany.





I was left alone before, dropped in panic at the roar.

The darkness there was flashing bright, while sirens sounding out that night.

A loud and crashing booming sound, I heard it all while facing down.

My Miss’ mommy feared the worst; I later learned a bomb had burst.

 “Please go and do not stop for me, get Anne far from here safely”

The most fear that I've ever known was lying on that cobblestone.

Not to see a war begin, but will I see Miss Frank again?

Yes I was left alone before, again I can’t be sure

“Will there be someone else to care, about this Teddy bear?”

Sit and stare….no one care…

Sit and stare… no one care…


I am a man with one distinguishing manner. I view life as a nonstop roll by circus. Whatever my senses signal to my brain, it is received as humor.
June 6, 2013
10:45 pm

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Well done! Isn't it cool when a prompt takes you in a different direction as you write. Love the reference to Anne Frank.

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
June 7, 2013
8:56 am

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A prompt well taken by @Forgewright. Way to rise to the occasion Forge. "Not to see a war begin, but will I see Miss Frank again?" is a line of somewhat epic proportion in this poem. This is an awesome testament of possibilities? When I hear the name Anne Frank, I immediately reflect on my thoughts of the Holocaust. Not just Anne Frank, but all the lost souls that suffered. Awesome poem.........

Those individuals who deem themselves perfect barely scratch an elbow in their fall from grace. Wm Steele
June 7, 2013
1:05 pm

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Thanks guys. It was the first scenario that came to mind when I read the story. 

I am a man with one distinguishing manner. I view life as a nonstop roll by circus. Whatever my senses signal to my brain, it is received as humor.

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