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Wrapped in Love

Gifts under the tree Temporary joy they bring Cluttered surfaces Mass produced decorations Quick to end up in landfills Hand crafted items Cherished adornments hung with Family photos Remind of the departed And the children now grown up Warm meals made with love Served on hand-me-down dishes To the near and dear Old tales and newContinue reading “Wrapped in Love”

Tanka Puente: Reminiscence

Much reminiscence Triggered by evening showers Smell of petrichor Touch of early autumn breeze Transports me back to childhood  The true art of memory is the art of attention. * Lakeside wandering Vociferous bullfrogs croak Mist covered mountains Bittersweet farewells proclaimed As summer slyly retreats deVerse Quadrille #231: Making Much of Poems, hosted by De Jackson. TankaTuesdayContinue reading “Tanka Puente: Reminiscence”

To an Old Friend

We needed not correspond every day Often weeks or months having slipped us by Distance and routines would get in the way Yet the bond felt strong between you and I When times were tough and our hopes were shattered Listening ears or shoulders to cry on In those rare moments we knew what mattered AContinue reading “To an Old Friend”

Cottage on the Pond

Childhood revisited Pond-side summer cottage Just where it was so many years ago Rowboats and canoes Dock jumping at rustic community beaches  Barefoot freedom through green pastures and hardwood forests (yes!)Poison ivy infections…  an occasional bloodsucking leech (ugh!) Little has changed since thenJust the perspective The natural beauty breathtaking The adventure elusive W3 Prompt #119: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Robbie,Continue reading “Cottage on the Pond”

She Knows

The secrets of my youthTucked neatly in a trunkStored in the far recesses of my mindRefusing to be sealed under lock and keyUnwanted memories ooze through cracksLike a fine swirling mistThey entwine themselves Among otherwise innocuous recollectionsOvershadowing scintillas of innocenceThere she is – a phantom in the mistA smirk upon her faceMy partner in crimeTheContinue reading “She Knows”