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Poetic Home For Rent II (Jill's Challenge Continues)
by Joyce E Bowling
Friday, June 06, 2008
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This was actually the first poem I wrote for Jill's challenge but decided to post it later! Hope you enjoy, this inspired write it came from a wonderful home that I used to visit when I was a young girl, I always imagined myself having coffee or tea, reading and writing on the wrap around porch...what an inspiration! Thank you Jill I hadn't thought about the old house in a long time...

Poetic Home For Rent

A treasure I found today
while sipping a cup of tea

An unusual add in the newspaper
silently spoke to me

A Poetic Home For Rent
tenants I do seek.

Without delay I found myself…
standing before an old Victorian house
the address in purple
mysteriously it was painted my favorite color…
409 Dickens Street
I quietly read

Wisteria clung to the yellow painted walls
a mat with one word lay before the front door

"Welcome"
nothing more needed to be said.

A feeling of deja vu

swept over me

Somehow I felt as though I was home...

Suddenly in the shadows of the front door
a tiny familiar woman did appear
not a word did she speak...

chillls crept up my spine

my curiosity did peek!

Silently we stood face to face

for a moment...

"I've been waiting for you my dear..."

She said in a low whisper,

Come sit...please have some tea

it's your favorite...chamomile I do believe...

With her withered finger she motioned for me

come my dear,

patting the seat of the wicker rocking chair

come sit here.

But...your add...I don't understand...it, it said...

A poetic home for rent...

Yes, you see my days

well...I'm afraid they're nearly spent.

I still don't understand
I mumbled in a daze

But you will...

For it is I...that you see
when in your mirror you gaze.

Only time...well time has made changes...

With an inspired look she spoke again...

The poetess of yesteryears was I

the poetess of tomorrow you shall be...

inside I remain young, my heart still true

and now my spirit shall be eternally free.

Yes, time will make changes in you, changes in me.
You see this poetic home my dear

it will belong to you!

I awoke the next morning the same as before

reading the newspaper and sipping chamomile tea...

When suddenly an add caught my eye...

It can't be...I finally said!

Poetic Home For Rent

That's impossible it was a dream!

409 Dickens Street

I silently read...

Written By: Joyce Bowling
Author of; Kentucky…The Mountains I Call Home
©Copyright 06/03/2008
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Reviewed by Cryssa C	6/13/2008

I liked this one even more than your first post to Jill's challenge. Great job... Cryssa




Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)	6/10/2008

So magical and divine, love Holly




Reviewed by Sheila Roy	6/9/2008

Joyce, Very creative! The characters in this poem come alive. Great work! Sheila




Reviewed by Elizabeth Price	6/8/2008

I love this house. How are the neighbors? I just had to ask. Love the wisteria and the wicker rocking chair. The whole ball of wax. Liz




Reviewed by E T Waldron	6/7/2008

A mysterious mystical magical answer to the challenge that is a joy to read!Splendid Joyce!... ET




Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen	6/7/2008

This is awesome Joyce, thank you for sharing God Bless Michelle~




Reviewed by Barbara Smith	6/7/2008

Joyce, what a great read & the visual images were beyond belief. I loved the mystery in the write and it kept my attention all the way through bringing me beautiful imaginations as I read it. Thanks for such a fantastic read.




Reviewed by Sandie Angel	6/7/2008

This is so well written. It has caught my attention from beginning to end. I really liked this. Great ending!!! Sandie May Angel :o)




Reviewed by R.D. Pounds	6/7/2008

Joyce, this look at tomorrow and at yesterday which touches upon your passions and dreams is exquisite...vivid in description and expression. Gina




Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper	6/7/2008

A truly exciting write--suspenseful, too. You do weave wonderful poetic tales that are so enjoyable to read.




Reviewed by OnepoetGem *	6/7/2008

great challenge met Joyce, great creative story, I haven't tried Jills challenge yet. Any I got you on the complaining, yes and I do have a recorder in my cell phone, sometimes I use pencil and paper. hugs :-)




Reviewed by d. krusky	6/7/2008

Wow!! You have such a beautiful way of weaving your words together to create a piece that grabs hold of the readers attention until the very end. I simply enjoyed this work my friend. I was especially intrigued when the elderly woman says, "But you will...for it is I...that you see when in your mirror you gaze." It was this line that opened my eyes to how a writer will always be viewed......a novelist, a poet/ess...a scriptwriter...a song writer...etc. Wonderful work! Smiles, Dorothy




Reviewed by Bonnie May	6/7/2008

Totally enjoyed, once again fantastic job my friend. Love, Bonnie




Reviewed by Mr. Ed	6/7/2008

A truly captivating piece and challenge entry, Joyce. Enjoyed!




Reviewed by Georg Mateos	6/7/2008

The house you describe here is the last house where my grandmother lived until her last days. No cammomille tea for me, but she had cocoa and vanilla "sand"-cookies I remember looking at that whiterd hands in awe, look so fragil and yet old and wise and wonder if one day I would have that kind of hands. (yes they started to look like, but just a little, she was at the time 103 years old) Thanks for the memories. Georg




Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado	6/7/2008

Beautiful poem, Joyce; you always make me smile, want to read more!! EXCELLENT job of writing; keep it up! BRAVA! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D




Reviewed by MaryGrace Patterson	6/7/2008






Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen	6/7/2008

You have a lovely 'sense of reverance' in your inter-weaving lines, Joyce, beautifully brought forth, they caught me up. Enjoyable piece! I read it twice, mulling over syllablacy and connections. Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen




Reviewed by Dawn Wilson	6/6/2008

This is so wonderful and creative!




Reviewed by John Leko	6/6/2008

...Joyce...you have given so much beauty in this poetry...to something in passing...and the wonderful remembrance shared...that dreams can come true. excellent work... John




Reviewed by Morning Star	6/6/2008

OMG This poem brought back many memories! Well I guess if you dreamed it it will happen I do believed dreams are messages I love this one as much as the first Poetic Home For Rent Both are Brilliant!! Peace love and Light..and hugesss too.....Morning Star




Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner	6/6/2008

Oh, my! This is wonderful storytelling in verse - hooked from the very first word to last, and yet, it lingers, still - excellent, Joyce, my new favorite of yours! (((HUGS))) and love, Karla.




Reviewed by Mary Lacey	6/6/2008

That was absolutely astounding. You could see the image of an old lady talking to a young one. What a special poem! Mary




Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle	6/6/2008

Joyce, This poem made me think of childhood memories at my Grandmother's house. She had lavender colored wisteria by the back porch of her home and I always loved visiting her when I was younger. It also made me think of the poets and poetesses whose works led me down this path I now follow, the various authors whose works have inspired me, and the educators and/or friends I've come to meet, over the years.... all of whom have made a difference to me, even if in a small way. Thanks for taking the challenge (a second time). This challenge has been a lot of fun for me, as I've sat, read and enjoyed the responses; I'm glad the challenge has been fun for all of you, as well. Jill




Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis	6/6/2008

Very creative piece that captured and held my interest from start to finish! So intriguing.




Reviewed by Jeff Mason	6/6/2008

Quite and inventive treat for the imaginative challenge. I enjoyed this. -- Jeff

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