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Changes
by Carole Mathys

Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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~Changes~

 

Somehow I remember

this street from before

when I wore the clothes

of youth

 the smells of ethnic food

and fresh baked bread

mingling with the laugher

of kids in the street

playing ball or kick the can

while mothers wearing aprons

leaned over flower pots

gossiping and fanning themselves

with paper fans

Where men sat on stoops

to complain and smoke

their pipes, some with

 small buckets of brew

 

Now this is where

the homeless wandered

in their tried bones

and rotting shoes

snoozing in the shade

between buildings

 

When did time

run its race

and I did not even notice

until the clothes of age

began wrapping tightly

around me…

 

Carole~

October 7, 2008

 

 

 

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Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle 12/10/2008
This is a great poem you have written,take care

Edwin
Reviewed by Jon Willey 12/8/2008
softly and gently the time ebbs away from us, almost unnoticed until we are suddenly aged -- this is so very true to life and a lovely poem -- peace and love to you my friend -- JMW
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader) 12/6/2008
It has been much too long since I have been here . . . This is nostalgia 101 . . . You are the teacher . . .
Reviewed by F William Broome 10/29/2008
Thank you for taking me back to day I love and cherish. Your words allow me to live again...... way back then. Love it ! ! ! -Bill
Reviewed by jude forese 10/12/2008
a delightful sense nostalgic ambiance ...
Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain 10/11/2008
Carole,

You have always written with the smoothness of silk - you are a poetess c'est magnifique!


Best wishes,

Lance
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 10/9/2008
A stoop?? A stoop? Haven't heard that word since I left New York! Changes happen faster than we can keep up with, but what is in your mind and heart never fades away, beautiful writing...

Be always safe,
Karen
Reviewed by E T Waldron 10/9/2008
poignant poem superbly written Carole!
Fantastic imagery looking back,then the
future so haunting and sad...

Love,
ET
Reviewed by Art Sun 10/8/2008
This is nice work Carole, time catches up with us all it is the moment when we realize it that there is no turning back...

nice...

Art Sun...
Reviewed by Felix Perry 10/8/2008
Exceptional indeed Carole, strong images that take us into the picture dwelling in your mind and flowing out onto the pages of time.
Nice...
Fee
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 10/8/2008
..this is a reminder of how much I have missed your outstanding poems.
Christine
Reviewed by Andre Bendavi ben-YEHU 10/8/2008

I have enjoyed the reading of "Changes".

I salute You, Poet.

Andre Emmanuel Bendvai ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 10/8/2008
Great write, Carole; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader) 10/8/2008
Outstanding is right..well done sweet lady...be well and always safe...Hugssss
Reviewed by William Bonilla 10/8/2008
An outstanding write Carole
Thank you for the trip back to our past
and your excellent imagery
LOve & peace be with you

William
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 10/8/2008
the smells of ethnic food
and fresh baked bread
mingling with the laugher
of kids in the street

I love nostalgic writes, Carole, and this is a good one. You even took me back to my own youth in a big city neighborhood. And when I go back there these days to visit, everything looks so sad now.
Reviewed by Donna Quesinberry 10/8/2008
Carole,

Memories are almost always the most altruistic snapshots of the past - in that sense we feel a loss for what was - but oftentimes I believe only due to the fact we have traveled the path already.

You do take the reader to your snapshot and help them enjoy the moment to share in your feeling of loss for those times.

Thanks, ~D.



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