Easter glows at crosswalks and CVS
while peeking through cellophaned baskets I see
foil covered chocolates
that melted too soon in the almost summer sun.
on hot pavement.
Helicopter leaves-pinwheel trees
with blossoms of yellow paper confetti.
Dandelion nettles floating on warm breeze.
On the park bench I sat with tights that never fit
quite right around chubby thighs
-legs sticking out like pins in a cushion.
With folds of scratchy yellow lace about as I sweat
kicking the bare dirt and hyacinths
with the tips of my scratched white Buster Browns.
Crescent smile
yellow purse suspended
Jeweled sun-tears as I wait
photo snaps
oh, your vivid imagery is a masterful craftsman – i didn’t make note of the photo until after i’d read the poem, but it both echoes the picture and also makes it more vivid, if that makes sense. lovely job.
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Why thank you ! I wanted to capture
the innocence of a cherished moment- your encouragement is so appreciated.
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Oh I love the sweetness of such childhood memories.. Is that you in the photograph?
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Thank you so much and yes that’s me! That was the feeling I wanted to evoke- as every Easter when I see the cellophane I remember…
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I love the snapshot specially: Helicopter leaves-pinwheel trees and
Jeweled sun-tears
Thanks for linking up with D’verse ~
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Thanks Grace! I had fun with this and tried to find the right twist of words. Really appreciate your comment! Looking forward to the next D’Verse pub night.
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I love the imagery in this–dandelions abound right now in our little corner of the world and I can’t see them without smiling. Reading another of your poems, I marvel at your ability to write in such different voices.
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What an awesome thing to say! I work hard at trying to find the right words!
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Lovely poem about a childhood memory.
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Thank you I appreciate your comment!
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Describes the picture beautifully!
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Thank you!
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Reminds me of Easters as a child. Memories as sweet and melting as the foil wrapped bunnies.
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So glad it evoked memories- glad I succeeded in painting the scene -thanks for stopping by!
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