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Italian American Sisters
by Joanna M Leone

Wednesday, February 25, 2009
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This poem explains how I felt having four sisters, and how my house looked as I stood on my tip toes and peeked around.

riday night dates, frosted lipstick,  and fussing with their hair, my sisters never realized that I had stood on my tip toes to watch them drive away.

o ur jeans in different sizes and styles hanging on the clothesline, while the lounge chairs, radio, and suntain lotion covered our deck.

 

u p to the top of the stairs I would sneak, as I heard the sounds of Jim Croce, Carly Simon,  Chicago, and Dick Clark on American Bandstand. 

elaxing on the hammock in our yard, the scent of frosted pink nail polish filling the yard, while Cosmopolitan magazines covered the table.  

s ilk dresses, sandals, and the scent of candles filled the room, while bell bottom pants and flip flop shoes were lined up in their rooms.

 

  i ndecisiveness  about which outfit to wear, while curling irons, brushes, eyelash curlers and mascara cluttered our bathroom sink, while four different opinions went across the kitchen table.

 

s haring their clothes, albums, and purses while loud knocks on the bathroom door started early in the morning. The dried corsages and prom gowns were neatly placed in our closet.

 

t oys, dolls, perfume, and boyfriends always filled our house, while I chased fireflies. 

e veryone giving special gifts and flowers to mom and dad always made me smile, even when we were squeezed tightly around the dining room table.

 

ed tricycles and bicycles with training wheels were on top of the driveway, with a loving hand to help me keep my balance. Towels covered the raft at the lake while their transistor radio played.

 

s ilently my father (papa) would wait for my sisters to return home, as he drank his chianti with peach slices and lit his Lucky Strike cigarette, our den light was always on for my sisters. 

 

This is how I remember things as I was the youngest of six children. I was not old enough to go out with them, but I remember certain images and vivid details as I followed them around.

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Reviewed by Elizabeth Hobbs 7/15/2009
Hi Joanna
I always wished I'd had siblings. Sounds like a marvellous family. Be well, Liz
Reviewed by Michelle Mead 3/1/2009
I really enjoyed this. It made me think of my own Italian-American mother and her 3 sisters, though the time period for her would be much earlier. You really captured the moment with your delicious descriptions.
Reviewed by Joanna Leone 3/1/2009
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Hi Joanna Leone: your poem sparked my memory ... i also remember the garden including peach trees (with the paint cans on top in winter), squash, grape vines ... you know, the entire scenario .. jude

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 2/26/2009
Good Morning Joanna
Your Words are Like Reading A Beautiful Dream! A Lovely Dream That You Have Experienced,
How Blest You Are To Have Such a Lovely Family Memory &
In Large a Lovely Family Bond...
Much Love & Blessings of Inspirations to You
Vickie
Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle 2/25/2009
Hi Joanna,I truly enjoy reading this poem.It made me smile when you shared the memories of what your house is like when you was little.Take care of yourself

Edwin
Reviewed by jude forese 2/25/2009
"chianti with peach slices" ... yep ... i remember 55 gallon wooden barrels adorning the basement and my grandmother baking for the entire neighborhood on christmas ... sweet memories in this nicely arranged poem ...
Reviewed by Douglas Bentley 2/25/2009
Joanna

This was great reading
All the memories you keep
Now you share.

Doug
Reviewed by Elizabeth Price 2/25/2009
lol. What a delight. Great write. Liz
Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 2/25/2009
Wow, this is so rich in history and expresses such a loving bonding between all of you. You have such an art for creativity...

Be always safe,
Karen
Reviewed by Felix Perry 2/25/2009
This reminds me and stirs a lot of memories, I had four sisters older than me as well but in the days of rock and roll, Elvis, poodles skirts and bobby socks. Saturdays once the girls cleaned the house from top to bottom the living room was turned over to them and there friends for Franks Bandstand and jiving. Keep the writes coming Jo, enjoyed.
Fee
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