Recent Reviews for David Lee Thompson
River of Memories: An Appalachian Boyhood (Book) - 1/30/2009 6:42:08 AM|
I just can't wait to read this...!!!
It sounds simply amazing...just my kind of book..
River of Memories: An Appalachian Boyhood (Book) - 4/6/2004 12:28:15 AM
Now this is my type of novel, I am a great fan of Tom Sawyer etc, as of most of Mark Twain's work. You are never too old to write! David, please let me know how I order a copy, as this is one novel that I want to read and proudly have in my collection!
Chapter 1, Magnolias Forever (Short Story) - 8/6/2013 7:20:11 AM
such s nice recounting David and the best thing is the healing power of your talent to write on paper your memories of that lonely time. for that time of grief for a a parent(s) is a selfish lonely lonely time...known in a such a personalized way, by only you.
Grit, Cloverine Salve, and Muskrat Hides (Short Story) - 7/21/2013 11:14:36 PM
Great write. Very well told. I grew up in the hills of southern Indiana in the sixties. It was a whole nuther world back then. M.True
Grit, Cloverine Salve, and Muskrat Hides (Short Story) - 5/9/2013 8:58:53 AM
Brought back some memories of my own. I taught at Marshall University 1974-75. Have fond memories of my brief time there in Huntington.
Our friends in high school were avid hunters and two of them were taxidermists, both making a lifelong living in taxidermy. They trapped muskrats. I don't know if they made any money, but they probably did because they were avid about it.
One time, while hunting, there was heavy snow. We decided to try to hunt on the other side of a creek. My twin brother didn't have waders like a couple of the guys and got wet to his waist. I don't recall if I got wet or not. Two weeks later, Roger came down with pneumonia. Another two weeks later he was rushed to the hospital and nearly died. A month later, he had to have scar tissue removed from his lungs. Fortunately, he's still alive, playing golf in Elkhart Indiana and swapping car stories with me.
Grit, Cloverine Salve, and Muskrat Hides (Short Story) - 5/9/2013 2:26:04 AM
wonderful memories you have shared here thank you
A Valentine For Mrs. T. (Short Story) - 1/30/2009 6:52:29 AM
Enchanting...Love has weathered the years. A Love that was meant to be...
Time To Let Go Again (Short Story) - 2/24/2008 3:45:29 PM
...and in letting go...the beauty...they will hold always...is the love and memory...of when you did not...let go.
lifes moments well penned David...
In Search of a Christmas Tree - 1952 (Short Story) - 2/24/2008 3:38:33 PM
...enjoyed this memoir of a tree cutting...and a brother remembered at Christmas...and yes...my dad also bore holes in the tree to fill empty spaces...
The Lamb Cake (Short Story) - 2/23/2008 6:47:32 PM
...here is a story...of wonder...a child celebrates a gift before... never given...and in eyes of forever...sees the lamb of Easter in December...sacrificed...not eaten. Perhaps the hardness of a cake found in life...to become the innocence of a lamb sought...in later years.
well penned and wonderful memoir...thanks David...
The Breakfast Lady (Short Story) - 2/11/2007 9:24:04 AM
I wish I would have seen this lady although I doubt I would have been as circumspect as you........keep your eyes open, it certainly makes for good writing fodder!
Chapter 3, Sweat Bees Just Bite Lazy People (Short Story) - 3/25/2005 8:59:40 AM
great story, david lee; very well done! enjoyed; thanks for sharing!
(((HUGS))) and love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Margaret (Short Story) - 2/12/2005 8:12:38 AM
wonderful tale, david; thanks for sharing! well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Margaret (Short Story) - 2/11/2005 4:30:10 PM
How interesting and there is a Barbousville in Virginia where the wineries are. We have a Racoon crossing here in our town.
Chapter 13, Deliverance (Short Story) - 1/22/2005 6:35:40 AM
This is extremely well written and I could follow your story without being bored. I think that I would like to read the book.
Chapter 1, Magnolias Forever (Short Story) - 5/3/2004 4:38:57 PM
wonderful story, david! a compelling and heartfelt read; thanks for sharing! enjoyed this masterpiece!
(((HUGS))) and love, a friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Introduction - River of Memories: An Appalachian Boyhood (Short Story) - 4/6/2004 12:30:59 AM
As I stated in my review under your books, this is a great read, and I would like to order a copy! Definitely my type of Novel, and I'm sure that you will one day be in the top 100. Mike
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/26/2015 2:44:29 PM
I PRESENTLY RESIDE IN GEORGIA BUT I WAS BORN AND RAISED IN NEW YORK CITY...AND I REMEMBER SNOW, INDEED. BUT I DO BELIEVE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL SNOWFALL I EVER SAW WAS IN WASHINGTON, DC IN JANUARY, 2010.THERE WAS A SNOWSTORM THAT SHUT DOWN EVERYTHING. I WAS HOMELESS IN A SHELTER IN SW WASHINGTON, DC AND I CAME OUT EARLY IN THE MORNING...TO BEHOLD A PRISTINE, GLEAMING WINTER WONDERLAND! EVERYTHING WAS COVERED...YOU COULDN'T TELL THE SIDEWALK FROM THE STREET. IT WAS ABSOLUTELY BREATHTAKING, ILL NEVER FORGET IT. NOW IM IN GEORGIA AND TO BE HONEST...IM SATISFIED TO TAKE THAT MEMORY WITH ME TO THE GRAVE. I DON'T MISS SNOW, BUT I DO KNOW HOW VERY BEAUTIFUL IT CAN BE SO I CAN RELATE TO THIS PIECE. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS WORK FILLED WITH GREAT IMAGERY AND PHRASES. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/26/2015 2:33:07 PM
DAVID...I'M TOUCHED AND I'M REALLY NOT INTO MAGNOLIAS BUT I CAN RELATE TO 'FEELINGS'. WHILE THERE IS STILL LIFE, THERE IS HOPE...DO YOU HAVE GRANDCHILDREN? MAYBE YOU COULD PLANT ONE FOR THEM AND THEY AND THEIR CHILDREN WILL REMEMBER YOU...LIKE YOU REMEMBER MAMA. THANKS FOR THE SHARE. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/26/2015 5:56:32 AM
There's always something beautiful and comforting about new fallen snow. It's after months of it when it gets all dirty and crusty, that snow longer has its charm.
Your poem paints a Currier and Ives right out your sunroom… Beautiful.
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/26/2015 4:42:16 AM
This is wonderful writing David! ....and like you I still get a thrill when it snows!
I love the very large flakes that fall so serenely and calmly...almost like a gentle meditation...and Sun on Snow just gives me a thrill that reaches deep into my soul...
How wonderful to sit in your Sunroom and have those enchanting snowy scenes....
The whiteness uplifts, and the silence tranquillises....
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/25/2015 1:19:33 PM
Snow is beautiful, as this poem!
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/25/2015 10:18:31 AM
Beautiful the snow we also have to enjoy. Lovely the crystals
Lady Mary Ann
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/25/2015 9:52:16 AM
I love the snow also. I get a real charge watching it on videos and such, but I personally fell out with the white stuff. I have lived in New York, New York, Cheyenne, Wyoming and Denver, Colorado. I have seen my share of the white stuff, besides I'm from the south, we don't get much of it down here in southern Louisiana, thank goodness. I am not knocking you liking all that snow, it just isn't for me.
Snow at Seventy-one (Poetry) - 1/25/2015 9:34:03 AM
O so lovely this is David Lee, the snow and to be able to enjoy the snow. Wish I too will be able to see things as you see them at your age. You are blessed. J K Roseline
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/24/2015 8:45:13 AM
The Magnolia Tree was a favorite of my mother's also. She passed
away April 6, 2014 at the age of 94. Lovely poem to remember
the love your mother instilled in your heart. God bless.
Lady Mary Ann
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/23/2015 7:50:55 AM
WillA wonderful poem that goes far beyond a simple tree. It talks of missed opportunity and the kind of fulfillment that getting close to nature brings.
On the other hand, coming from the North, I had a rather romantic vision of the magnolia tree. Since then, I have observed magnolias in California, West Virginia, Atlanta, and Houston. While they can be enticing in a nursery or when planted in front of a model home, they tend to grow into a rather grotesque tree with huge sickly sweet smelling white blossoms and leaves that litter the ground around them. I have found that azaleas and dogwood far outshine magnolias in all seasons of the year. Still, I have those romantic thoughts of Steel Magnolias, the women of the South. I've met some, and it's true, they are far better than the Scarlett O'Hara image.
Maybe I need to visit the gardens at Duke University to see what magnolias can be in the right setting.
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/22/2015 4:22:00 PM
There is a melancholy here David.... probably as you were remembering and reflecting on your Mother's last visit to the flower gardens before she died, and remembering the beautiful Magnolias...
Your boys have now grown, and despite not having planted the Magnolia tree as you intended, you will still have some beautiful memories of their childhood innocence in your minds eye...and happiness that they are now grown themselves....
A beautiful reflective and wistful poem.....
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/22/2015 4:08:42 PM
Kathy J Parenteau
Remembering Magnolias (Poetry) - 1/22/2015 3:47:32 PM
Beautiful sentiments for a beautiful tree, the Magnolia . . . Coupled with the sadly missed opportunity to plant a Magnolia to watch it grow as did your sons.
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/18/2015 3:24:27 PM
You tell a lot about your father in these short verses, showing us what kind of man your father was, as well as your love and devotion to him.
He earns my admiration from your words about him.
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/17/2015 9:17:36 PM
An Outstanding poetic tribute to your Dad. Well done David!
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/16/2015 9:18:29 AM
I love this David...and the rhythm in the poem reminds me of a train...
Your Dad sounds like a great man and a hard worker who knew his priorities....
My Dad was my hero too...wish he was still here....
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/15/2015 1:59:30 PM
With a few changes, tuis could've been my dad. Well done.
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/15/2015 11:23:31 AM
With that cadence, it could be a song like Tennessee Ernie Ford's, Sixteen Tons.
My dad, a Teamster and trucker who spent the last 15 years of his working life short hauling, loading and unloading trucks in all kinds of weather, was like your dad. There was no fight he couldn't handle, but I never saw him get in one.
My Father, Jack (Poetry) - 1/15/2015 8:55:23 AM
Wonderful, positive things you said about your dad. I can almost put the word Sam in place of Jack and the poem would pretty much work for me. I enjoyed this.
Christmases Without Margaret (Poetry) - 1/13/2015 3:46:29 PM
Heart rending words David..it is obvious you shared a very deep loving bond with Margaret...I empathise strongly with your loss, but I truly believe she is on another wonderful journey now, and is checking in on you whenever she wishes to...whichI'm sure is very often...
I hope this is a very Happy New Year for you and yours...
Warm wishes, Diana...
Christmases Without Margaret (Poetry) - 1/12/2015 5:22:22 AM
I can truly relate. My only sister was 12 years older than me and we were apart most of our lives. I'm so sorry for your loss and this is a very wonderful slice of life poem.
Christmases Without Margaret (Poetry) - 12/25/2014 9:58:44 AM
Missed reading you here. I still have all of my siblings, but my twin brother's wife died quickly in a fall last March. He is celebrating with her large family this holiday season, too far away from the rest of us… down the lane for us to all get together many years now.
Christmases Without Margaret (Poetry) - 12/24/2014 4:58:14 PM
I am sorry for your loss of a sister, and the subsequent years of missing her from family get-togethers such as what tomorrow will bring.
Christmases Without Margaret (Poetry) - 12/24/2014 2:18:12 PM
aww...sad. i hope you get to spend xmases with her now even if it's over skype. Thank you!
Snowflakes, Christmas, and Donna Mae (Poetry) - 3/29/2014 11:10:09 AM
Very touching and beautiful, like the first fallen snow or the look of a well decorated and well lit Christmas tree seen for the very first time. Your words of Donna Mae remind me of my mother's careful husbandry of the Christmas decorations and how she picked every icicle clean every year and wrapped them back up in the same package they came in to decorate the tree of the same beautiful way the coming year. I am scanning her meticulous recipes gathered over 70 years right now to post. One of those recipes is attributed to "Sue." My mother always gave credit to those who gave her the recipes. Fortunately, my mother is still alive to see the results of my work on my website soon. I will make sure that my sister shows her.
Based on what you written, Donna Mae was a joy in your life. I didn't see Sue much, but when I did, she was every much as I portrayed in her poem.
August Misery (Poetry) - 3/25/2014 2:10:47 AM
A different view of August than we have here in UK, as August is our best month of the Summer, and isn't usually too uncomfortable...I love the descriptions, and atmosphere...'grow thick and tough as playground bullies' is a very potent line...
Your work has a wonderful unexpected and indefinable quality...
My Life, the River (Poetry) - 1/14/2014 11:37:20 AM
This is so contemplative and lovely flowing writing David, like the river you describe...
It has just reminded me of a favourite song by BEAUTIFUL SOUTH ...THE RIVER which I play when I need serenity and calm...
'And, like the river, I am again at peace.'.....
Sending good wishes...
Ice Cream in Winter (Poetry) - 1/11/2014 12:45:01 PM
Ice Cream in Winter (Poetry) - 1/9/2014 2:27:05 PM
David this was such fun, and made me laugh! Ice cream is still one of those foods that make us...even as adults feel guilty...Lets enjoy the odd indulgence...and keep our yearnings in perspective...In these Winter months I crave sweet things too where normally I have more of a 'savoury tooth'...
Ice Cream in Winter (Poetry) - 1/9/2014 10:44:42 AM
The "I scream for ice cream" syndrome described perfectly. Don't you know that it's bad to eat before you go to bed? And especially bad to eat dairy products?
Lately she has been bringing a carton of ice cream around just before I go to bed and I have to sneak a spoonful or two because it comes in almond crunch or strawberry and makes my mouth water even though I'm supposed to be lactose intolerant. The temptation is just too great.
Ice Cream in Winter (Poetry) - 1/9/2014 8:36:07 AM
I go for popsicles.
An Unfamiliar Look (Poetry) - 1/3/2014 10:36:05 AM
This has moved me to tears David...you write so beautifully with such heart felt emotion...Perhaps he no longer feels the pain experienced in those terrible happenings within his life...
But I can't imagine how it must make you feel David to have your brother near, yet not have him how he was....
Sending love and peace to you David.. And to Kenneth....
Days That Cause This Heart to Yearn (Poetry) - 1/3/2014 10:28:45 AM
What a moving poem David, all the more so because we can see the faces of your brothers, and your own as a young boy...However we have been given the precious gift of memory....and I can bear witness to your wonderful memory from reading the fantastic and heart warming book about your childhood...There is much to treasure in remembrance....of lives well and happily lived...
Best wishes to you and yours for 2014
Days That Cause This Heart to Yearn (Poetry) - 10/20/2013 3:41:54 PM
You share a timeless and universal theme, David; it is with some regret that I look back and wish I had been more "in the moment" during many experiences in the past. Love and peace,
Days That Cause This Heart to Yearn (Poetry) - 9/3/2013 7:53:53 AM
Working on my autobiography, I am reminded of those days. So sad to hear of your brothers. All three of mine, two of which have had major medical problems that they have overcome, are still living and living well.
Days That Cause This Heart to Yearn (Poetry) - 9/3/2013 12:09:19 AM
I hear you, my friend, and know exactly where you're coming from. As Mendy said, such is life. Stay well and God bless.
An Unfamiliar Look (Poetry) - 9/2/2013 8:37:16 AM
This is heart breaking ♥
Days That Cause This Heart to Yearn (Poetry) - 9/2/2013 8:34:51 AM
David, I feel exactly the same as you do...this is lovely, as usual. Our hearts may yearn for what once was but such is life. We will somehow learn to deal with what our Maker sends our way. Hugs to you!
An Unfamiliar Look (Poetry) - 8/11/2013 9:26:04 AM
So poignant and revealing. I hope they find the cause and the cure soon. I know you miss him very much.
While reading I was reminded of my grandmother. At her 85th birthday she was listening to three conversations at the same time and stepping in with her own take whenever she felt the need.
From then on until she died at 90, she became a smiling, eating machine, that left little behind her cataract covered eyes of her past witty intellect from reading all the books in several libraries.
My uncle said she had held out so long until it was right for her to die so that my father and another uncle could be at the funeral together and overcome the differences that separated them.
An Unfamiliar Look (Poetry) - 8/10/2013 9:17:16 PM
All the information I have studied and true stories I have listen to tell me that your brother understands much more than he can express.
Peace be with you, may the love of Christ surround you and your family and bless you all abundantly,
John Michael Domino
An Unfamiliar Look (Poetry) - 8/10/2013 4:50:38 PM
I pray God will give you continued comfort, patience and strength as you go through the loss of Alzheimer's with your dear brother. This is a sad, but meaningful tribute to him.
August Misery (Poetry) - 8/6/2013 11:16:42 AM
Always look forward to them damn dog days. Great time to go fishing. On the water it was always cooler and the sun would burn faster than seared steak.
My air conditioned tomb no longer allows me to enjoy, much… except when I get into my air-conditioned van after it's been sitting in the sun for a few minutes… Hot potato… Ouch!
August Misery (Poetry) - 8/5/2013 6:51:55 PM
An interesting perspective of August.
A Talk With God (Poetry) - 8/5/2013 3:45:49 PM
Dear David Lee,
A wonderful prayer poem you presented for all to see.
Thank you in the name of Christ for it really touched me.
Yours in Christ,
A Talk With God (Poetry) - 8/5/2013 11:03:35 AM
thank you David for sharing your prayer
Minnie and Grace (Poetry) - 6/10/2013 8:30:32 AM
They look like angels while laying down...Enjoyed!
Minnie and Grace (Poetry) - 6/9/2013 5:19:22 AM
See Ron and Budd's reviews below. My response to them was: "I do love the two little ones, and perhaps I will miss them when they are gone, but I am 69 years old and have a very short memory." They are both sleeping on the area rug at my feet as I write this note. I guess they like me well enough to hang around.
Minnie and Grace (Poetry) - 6/8/2013 11:30:47 PM
Nicely written, David.
Minnie and Grace (Poetry) - 6/8/2013 10:37:42 AM
What could be so difficult about to little bundles of joy? Enjoy like I enjoyed your poem.
Minnie and Grace (Poetry) - 6/8/2013 10:00:36 AM
i'll bet you will hate to see them go by the end of their stay
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/18/2013 6:40:01 AM
the beauty and meaning of earthly names can hardly compare to how we are seen by 'eyes' that pierce the soul through and through. well done.
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/18/2013 1:11:38 AM
A warm and beautiful heartfelt tribute to a much loved sister...I'm sure her eyes will still be sparkling to read these lovely words David...My thoughts are with you...
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 7:11:10 PM
An outstanding tribute to your sister, Margaret. A beautiful pic of her along with a heartfelt poem. She would be proud.
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 7:02:22 PM
This poem is wonderful tribute to your sister, Margaret. Yes, it will be a happy day when you will join her. However, it seems like the Lord still needs you to do much work here on earth.
May the grace, love and peace of the Lord be with you,
John Michael Domino
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 6:54:43 AM
Your love for her shows.
Brilliant Pearl and Daughter of Light (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 5:25:41 AM
a grand tribute to her
Margaret Oleta (Poetry) - 4/1/2013 7:15:44 AM
Touching poetry from an open heart - one can feel the tenderness and the pain of loss. I think all of us can identify in some way with what Thompson is conveying to us.
Margaret Oleta (Poetry) - 4/1/2013 3:31:43 AM
David...I am truly touched by your words, and am so sad you have lost your dear sister...but as you say, no more pain. I can also identify with wishing you had found out more of what occurred within those 'lost years', but somehow life has a habit of getting in the way...me too...with dear lost ones..However,I truly believe they are still around us...and it is amazing how 'lost' pieces of information can surface, and we can finally put those lost pieces of the jigsaw in place. My thoughts are with you my friend...
An Autumn Departure (Poetry) - 1/24/2012 1:19:33 AM
What a beautiful heart touching poem...and I think we've all been there. True love is evident in the asking of God to shield and protect. For me, one of your best David...
Best wishes, Diana...
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 1/7/2012 4:16:14 PM
A CHANGE IN THE SEASON IS SOMETHING WE CAN ALWAYS LOOK FORWARD TO BECAUSE WE KNOW THAT WE WON'T EVER BE DISAPPOINTED WITH IT NOT SHOWING UP. AND SPRING TIME IS A WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR AS THIS WORK THAT IS FULL OF GREAT IMAGERY HAS PICTURED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
An Autumn Departure (Poetry) - 10/29/2011 3:54:57 PM
WHAT YOU STATED IS SO TRUE...ONE NEVER KNOWS WHETHER THE ONE THEY SAW WHEN THE SUN ROSE, WILL STILL BE IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING, WHEN THE SUN SETS. BUT I LOVE YOUR CONCLUSION; 'MY ZEALOUS PLEA WAS FOR GOD TO SHIELD YOU AND DELIVERY YOU SECURELY HOME'. AND THAT IS ALL ONE CAN DO, DAVID...PRAY FOR THEM. WELL DONE AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
An Autumn Departure (Poetry) - 10/27/2011 7:30:16 PM
for one who ends with the hands in the air diplomacy of "beyond words" you sure picked the right ones to communicate this malaise... Nicely done!
The Nursing Home (Poetry) - 4/15/2011 3:37:11 PM
Very moving poem David. I have many friends who are in a nursing home, and visit them as often as I can. This poem captures well, the struggle many go through.
Tired of Winter (Poetry) - 4/15/2011 3:33:20 PM
Enjoyed your poem!
Tired of Winter (Poetry) - 2/9/2011 9:14:00 AM
Very well expressed.
I've had it- enough of this. Please.
But- this spring should be amazing. I will find mountain streams where I have never seen them before- snow melt will make this sprong alive like I have never seen.
That I'll take.
Tired of Winter (Poetry) - 2/9/2011 7:12:13 AM
I think we all seem to have had terrible winters this year...I have never seen snow so deep here in Hull, UK....and it does affect our equilibrium which is what you have cleverly captured here...The cold exploits every nook and cranny....
Roll on Spring!!
Hugs, Diana ....
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 1/30/2011 4:12:55 PM
This is a memory to be treasured forever. I especially love the ending..."Now the big oak tree that touched the sky
..........could hear the children sing." You gave the tree a loving personality in that line.
Awaiting the Sunbeams (Poetry) - 1/30/2011 4:08:19 PM
Sunbeams will come again. Patient waiting will pay off.
Senses Desired (Poetry) - 1/30/2011 4:06:17 PM
VERY enjoyable poem! Lovely thoughts of future blessing.
Senses Desired (Poetry) - 1/19/2011 6:22:00 AM
These special moments, these uplifting glimpses will get you through the Winter months David...Another heartfelt piece of poetry...I could smell the newly cut grass, feel the warmth of the sun on my face, hear the birds tweeting, and smell the clean, pure air...! A delight to my senses...
Footprints in the Snow (Poetry) - 1/17/2011 6:57:24 PM
Senses Desired (Poetry) - 1/17/2011 12:54:19 PM
This is one of the best poems I've read in a long time David.
The Nursing Home (Poetry) - 1/16/2011 5:27:59 AM
The depth of your love and your heartache about your Dad glows within this poem-story. I know the pain you describe. May God bless and comfort you in your loss, which began when the forgetfulness appeared.
The Nursing Home (Poetry) - 1/16/2011 2:43:03 AM
David this was heartbreaking but written so tenderly and lovingly; it has brought many tears to my eyes this morning. It is the vulnerability and helplessness of our loved ones in situations like this that cut us to the core...I identify very strongly with your words...I consider this piece to be one of your best...
Love and Hugs..Diana...
The Nursing Home (Poetry) - 1/15/2011 5:18:34 PM
A sad and all too often an inevitable challenge that
confronts so many families, and you craft it lovingly.
The Nursing Home (Poetry) - 1/15/2011 5:00:03 PM
This is so sad and so beautiful at the same time. Sometimes Nuring Homes really are the best thing to do, although feel too, that they often are not. In this case it feels like you did the right thing.
Sunshine Personified (Poetry) - 1/14/2011 5:19:38 PM
Lovely. Just lovely. I love poems that offer visuality.
Sunshine Personified (Poetry) - 1/14/2011 6:58:15 AM
These are wonderfully warming and insightful words David...and a perfect sequel to your last poem...I'm so glad the sunbeams found you and warmed your spirit!
Sunshine Personified (Poetry) - 1/13/2011 8:41:46 PM
Perceptive and beautiful...
Be always safe,
Sunshine Personified (Poetry) - 1/13/2011 5:40:27 PM
Gotta love the sun!
Sunshine Personified (Poetry) - 1/13/2011 11:42:10 AM
Nice words, David. Cannot help but move the spirit!
Frost Crystals (Poetry) - 1/11/2011 7:32:49 PM
Very well done indeed sweet man..enjoyed very much...stay safe and well..Hugsss
Awaiting the Sunbeams (Poetry) - 1/11/2011 4:22:30 PM
Your sadness is palpable David...Possibly a dose of SAD like I suffer with..A light lamp helps enormously.
Your poem has a certain pensive quality about it that I find charmingly wistful..I hope the sunbeams arive soon!
Love and Hugs, Diana
Awaiting the Sunbeams (Poetry) - 1/10/2011 8:55:47 PM
Oh how meloncholy as you describe the plight of awaiting the sunbeams to brighten the day and your heart...
Be always safe,
Awaiting the Sunbeams (Poetry) - 1/10/2011 4:01:32 PM
Really good poem. Sounds like you need a great big hug. I hope you get one.
Awaiting the Sunbeams (Poetry) - 1/10/2011 1:34:31 PM
A most interesting and refined poem. Desperately sad and lonely, but I really enjoyed it. It was wonderful how you brought in the comparison with Marshall.
Frost Crystals (Poetry) - 1/6/2011 9:27:51 PM
Be always safe,
Frost Crystals (Poetry) - 1/6/2011 2:22:20 PM
Enchanting words David, ...Natures beauty surpasses all...
Wishing you and yours 'A very Happy New Year'..Love, Diana..
Acceptance (Poetry) - 12/24/2010 2:04:18 PM
Very meaningful words this Christmas Eve...Self acceptance is so important...for then everything else follows so much more easily...Yet this acceptance can be the hardest of all...
A lovely piece David...and a very Happy Christmas, Love, Diana...
Acceptance (Poetry) - 12/24/2010 12:06:01 PM
And the most important person who need accept you
Is the one who stands behind all that you do.
The Tree's Last Stand (Poetry) - 12/23/2010 12:25:32 PM
I absolutely love the sentiment in this. It reminds me of a truck I own, which I call, "The Resurrecting Phoenix". I wrote a song about it, which relates it to me.
I hope you never throw out your wise old tree.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 12/23/2010 11:33:07 AM
"Poem Of Prasise", a neat and very nice poem, David. It is delivering the good news: He's in our hearts to stay. Merry Christmas!!!
The Great Blue Heron (Poetry) - 3/14/2010 1:36:11 PM
Some great observations here, and so descriptive that they paint visual images. Nicely done.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 3/14/2010 1:31:59 PM
Yes, he is in our hearts to stay. A lovely write.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 12/18/2009 5:45:43 AM
Praise poems - the best that we can offer the Lord. Well done David.
Have a Christ filled Christmas.
In the Love of Christ,
John Michael Domino
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 10/15/2009 6:01:09 AM
This is an absolute gem David! I LOVE the last line...Love and Hugs, Diana
Footprints in the Snow (Poetry) - 9/27/2009 8:43:07 AM
Well said. Few things as impermanent as we are. Very nice.
My Life, the River (Poetry) - 4/20/2009 1:09:39 PM
A great comparison and a beautiful write.
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 4/20/2009 1:07:18 PM
Your poem is beautiful and I can relate completely to its message. Today I walked around my lawn, thinking how green everything is now from just a while back when the grass was the color of straw.
P.S. thanks for visiting my site and the lovely message you left for "Spring Fever".
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 4/14/2009 4:23:27 AM
The poem makes the tree seem like a person ans the river a monster,
the title is very adequate: drowning is the word. Great style!
Whose Fault is it Anyway (Poetry) - 4/14/2009 4:16:45 AM
Masterfully written as the seasons flow through the lines, and the message skillfully woven in. Nice and refreshing and full of insight.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 4/13/2009 5:08:24 AM
There is no shame, only joy. Beautiful pen.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 4/13/2009 3:47:18 AM
Beautiful and so true.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 4/11/2009 5:29:54 PM
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 4/11/2009 10:14:16 AM
You remind us simply yet forcefully that we have to live in the present if we are to enjoy the sunshine of life. Very well put.
Poem of Praise (Poetry) - 4/11/2009 9:49:29 AM
I love it! Praise the Lord. Be well, Kathy
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 4/4/2009 12:43:38 PM
Ahhh I year for spring and your piece offered here has made that yearnin all the stronger! <SIGH>
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 4/3/2009 2:35:20 AM
This is excellent,great work,take care
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 4/2/2009 9:08:10 AM
BEAUTIFUL POEM!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
A Change of Seasons (Poetry) - 4/1/2009 10:06:27 PM
ah, you've made me yearn for spring...
David, suggestion: increase the font size...my eyes were straining to read
The Great Blue Heron (Poetry) - 3/24/2009 1:07:53 PM
The Great Blue Heron (Poetry) - 3/24/2009 12:52:50 PM
Awwww, this sings of all the beauty your eyes have seen and so gracefully....
Be always safe,
My Life, the River (Poetry) - 3/24/2009 9:56:27 AM
I love this poem, David. When I lived in Cincinnati some years ago I
I enjoyed watching the Ohio River, losing myself in its many moods, letting my mind wander in the joy of it.
(and tom and huck)
and the river
The Great Blue Heron (Poetry) - 3/24/2009 7:00:14 AM
It's poetry to me, David. I'm a big fan of the Great Blue Heron.
A magnificent bird, any your words captured it beautifully.
tall yellow grass
bending under gusty winds
the heron takes flight
The Great Blue Heron (Poetry) - 3/24/2009 6:48:30 AM
I loved this, David....poetry or not, it kept me enthralled until the end! And the descriptions helped me to see your Great Blue Heron right along with you. That is the sign of a great story-teller; you help your readers be able to see it all in their minds as they are reading! Thanks for sharing. Mendy
My Life, the River (Poetry) - 3/23/2009 2:06:14 AM
Very descriptive scene, and the tranquility of it shines through the lines of carefully picked up words that are creatively arranged. the message is deeply profound.
My Life, the River (Poetry) - 3/22/2009 7:05:12 PM
What a beautiful correlation, a spiritual sense of life...
Be always safe,
My Grandfather's Living Room (Poetry) - 3/11/2009 12:50:49 AM
My favorite line in this sensual write is "Peeking through right here and over there." It is what the poem is, a seeking soul, uncovered. Somehow, keywords dance within themselves.
the only sound ceiling
its walls and...
so much more.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
My Grandfather's Living Room (Poetry) - 3/9/2009 6:49:37 PM
Excellent poem,I enjoy reading it,take care
My Grandfather's Living Room (Poetry) - 3/8/2009 5:11:52 AM
David, this is exactly the description given by Kenneth! Do we admire Papa for not worrying about what the outside world thought of his surroundings or do we feel bad for him that he lived in such squalor? :-)
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 1/30/2009 6:03:23 AM
David..correction..you write WONDERFUL poetry! You also have the rare gift of being able to capture powerful feeling along with the images.
This was a beautiful tribute to a loving Father..and the memories remain...
My Dad made us a swing too..not a tire, but made individually, as was his loving way. It was different from all the other kids 'bought' ones. I loved it all the more because of this....
I loved lines:
He didn't pick just any tree
But the one that touched the sky....
Those lines say so much about your Dad..and your feelings and appreciation of him...
So truly glad to have found your work....
So Little Time (Poetry) - 1/30/2009 5:53:17 AM
Again, David I feel so connected to your train of thought...and there really is 'so little time, so little time'...
Treasure every moment with loved ones, and do all that you truly wish is my mantra now...
Such depth of feeling is captured within this piece...
Snowflakes, Christmas, and Donna Mae (Poetry) - 1/30/2009 5:45:18 AM
Wonderful! This is the kind of writing I love. The images this lovely poem conjures up for me is just magical..
Donna Mae sounds a lovely lady too...and her memory lives on in your timeless words.
Reading your poems is like Christmas again for me!
Best wishes, Diana
Earth of Darkness (Poetry) - 1/30/2009 5:39:40 AM
As a lifelong sufferer from depression...I identify so well with this poem..'A basket bursting with sunshine'..is such a wonderful and uplifting line..gladdens my heart!
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 1/30/2009 5:36:39 AM
This could have been written for my circumstances at the moment...my present feelings exactly..
Whose Fault is it Anyway (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:52:56 PM
The inevitability and power of Nature...and of aging...
This is beautifully expressed.
River of Memories (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:47:39 PM
Again...captivating..Gentle, yet powerful..
This reminded me of a Thomas Hardy Poem..The Self-Unseeing...
I love your work David...
Father Time...Out for a Walk (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:42:54 PM
I thoroughly enjoyed this David..The picture you paint so artistically is filled with atmosphere...I was there experiencing 'the most glorious azure sky I have ever seen'..
My kind of writing...
A Time For Separation (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:36:57 PM
I love this..so cleverly written...
I especially empathise as I suffer badly from SAD!
My Grandson, Tanner (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:32:53 PM
Oh...again, such wonderful sentiments and writing. I know how you feel, as I feel this with my own Grandchildren...Bittersweet...
River of Change (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:30:05 PM
This is wonderful writing..oh to see the world as a ten year old once more!
Footprints in the Snow (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 3:20:27 PM
I loved this...
Footprints in the Snow (Poetry) - 1/29/2009 7:13:57 AM
Terrific metaphor. We shall all fade forever one day just like that footprint.
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 7/10/2008 3:16:46 PM
Powerful imagery ~`*
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 5/26/2008 5:33:54 PM
vividly expressed capture, david.
nature remakes herself without end...
peace & blessings,
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 5/5/2008 6:01:11 AM
Reading this, I felt a sense of desperation. Excellent writing.
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 5/2/2008 6:38:15 AM
Love this line:
bearing semblance to
some gnarled creature
lifting its arms
and pleading for help
before going down
a third time.
River of Memories (Poetry) - 3/26/2008 1:27:01 AM
"But nothing can erase
the river of memories
that flood my soul." Beautiful piece.
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 3/26/2008 1:25:44 AM
Haunting write...leaves one with a sense of hollowness.
River of Change (Poetry) - 3/26/2008 1:24:26 AM
Beautiful writing...beautiful imagery. You expressed your feeling so well, that I felt I was there alongside you.
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 3/22/2008 10:51:57 PM
...thoughts that rise above...give visual imagery...to the elements of nature...and of life...the realization that roots...at some point...may only be remembered from within...uprooted.
nice work David...
The Drowning Trees (Poetry) - 3/22/2008 3:31:31 PM
what a swift and untimely ending, yet so aware.. .. death is inevitable and you imagetically put it to rest. .. . all things....great and small.....
what a stark sentiment.
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 3/21/2008 12:05:04 PM
The use of seasons makes this more effective than simply saying you have regrets, good work!!
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 3/19/2008 11:02:26 AM
Sentiments of a tormented soul with many opportunities passed up, artfully stated...
Be always safe,
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 3/18/2008 3:31:47 PM
such a resonant haunted piece. .. .
seasons change as will [hopefully] peaces of minds. .. .
adore the swift pointed succinctness of this....
and teh contrast of hope vs despair in the green or grey of seasonry.. .
Winter's Snare (Poetry) - 3/18/2008 9:50:26 AM
...your words will always resound...and though the snare of winter's percussion...may find a different drum for some...the beat of the heart will...with time...accept the seasons...because it knows no others.
very well penned thoughts David...
River of Change (Poetry) - 3/9/2008 1:01:34 AM
...in footsteps of the past...one carries the innocence of times remembered...in one hand...and with the other...traces a path...and together they capture the light of the sun...renewed.
wonderful thoughts David...
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 3/7/2008 6:33:13 PM
...in the above preface 'I'm am not good at poetry'...holds no light to the well written heart of one...who remembers the kindness in a father...who gave a child...a sense of magic...and freedom to touch the sky...in the arms of a tree.
no matter...this is good poetry...of the heart...and more is wished.
River of Memories (Poetry) - 3/7/2008 1:39:55 PM
Always keep inside all that you have treasured and never forget....
Be always safe,
River of Memories (Poetry) - 3/7/2008 10:14:11 AM
...thoughts that uphold...Sunday memories...in revered walls of silence...still speak...in an every day world... and sometimes forgotten...is the eternal faith...which floods the soul with light.
You have penned...perhaps the wishes of many...on this page...to listen to the laughter they once heard...and in those walls...now hear no sound.
beautiful write and memories here David...
River of Memories (Poetry) - 3/7/2008 8:13:27 AM
Such beautiful well written memories...
Thanks for sharing them.
My Grandson, Tanner (Poetry) - 2/29/2008 7:12:52 AM
I felt a pain in my heart with your last three lines. Beautifully penned.
Earth of Darkness (Poetry) - 2/26/2008 1:42:38 AM
Beautiful writing. I like this line..."A basket bursting with sunshine..." Just beautiful!
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 2/25/2008 1:48:29 AM
You brought back beautiful memories for me. I too had a tire swing growing up, and so did my children when we still lived in Connecticut. I now feel a sense of longing.
A Time For Separation (Poetry) - 2/25/2008 1:45:16 AM
I enjoy this so much, because it expresses exactly how I feel!
Cry Like a Baby (Poetry) - 2/24/2008 6:55:28 PM
God Bless Papaw, thanks for sharing your talents and his memory, well done.
Earth of Darkness (Poetry) - 2/24/2008 6:52:01 PM
The duality in nature is fascinating
I live in California and sometimes
my craving for a dark day is all consuming;-)
Father Time...Out for a Walk (Poetry) - 2/24/2008 3:52:12 PM
...transitions...of fall...and a Master of nature's artisty...are penned with reverent color.
well done David...
Whose Fault is it Anyway (Poetry) - 2/23/2008 6:33:48 PM
...well written poetry...of seasons circled...in fullness they come...with wishes to express all...before winter in its final round...becomes one.
Earth of Darkness (Poetry) - 2/23/2008 12:14:14 AM
...within darkness...there is light to be found...within...the solace of the sun.
Earth of Darkness (Poetry) - 2/22/2008 10:45:36 AM
A dark and lovely fairy tale!
A Time For Separation (Poetry) - 2/19/2008 6:35:33 PM
Well said, it is coming, just around the corner and soon you will see the transformation as mother earth comes alive once more....
Be always safe,
My Grandson, Tanner (Poetry) - 2/16/2008 10:38:09 PM
...well penned thoughts...of a small grandson's loveable comings and goings...to one day be going. He will not forget you...
Snowflakes, Christmas, and Donna Mae (Poetry) - 12/8/2006 12:23:52 PM
What a beautiful tribute, full of love and warm sincere compassion and fond memories. You have a kind soul and heart my fellow appalachian. I enjoyed this very much, made me sad...but the thougth of your sister inlaw graduating to the place where snowflakes are created made me smile as well as remind me of our purpose...to live a good life, serve God and make Heaven our home. Happy holidays to you and your family.
Blessings from Kentucky,
So Little Time (Poetry) - 11/18/2006 11:03:12 AM
very enjoyable write
you can do it....Smile
So Little Time (Poetry) - 11/14/2006 5:36:12 PM
this is interesting took a couple times to get where you got to walk across the mississippi, but i got it finally! shew...me not you.
very informative writ.
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 11/11/2006 7:20:05 PM
I too had a tire swing, and actually have one now for my grandchildren. Very good write..enjoyed it.
Whose Fault is it Anyway (Poetry) - 11/11/2006 7:18:47 PM
Nicely written...my temples too are becoming a bit silver...enjoyed your write. I am an appalachian author also. I am currently finishing my first book of short stories and poetry about growing up in the hills of Kentucky. I too am a teacher, we seem to have much in common. Anxious to read more of your work.
Whose Fault is it Anyway (Poetry) - 10/24/2006 3:03:07 PM
Once of the best poem on the inevitability of certain things. Very, very well written.
Cry Like a Baby (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 2:23:00 PM
A very interesting write here and sounds like this is a really good book.
Cry Like a Baby (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 1:58:43 PM
There is also something sweet and innocent that children remember about their grandparents. This poem, keeps the memories alive for future generations...
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 1:37:10 PM
takes me back to my halycon childhood days; we had a tire swing in the woods behind our place, and i just loved swinging on it! i'd swing for hours! wonderful nostalgic write; thanks so much for this memory jog! well done!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :D
Cry Like a Baby (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 1:35:36 PM
this is adorable! such a charming write; thanks for sharing!
(((HUGS))) and love, your tx. friend, karen lynn. :D
Cry Like a Baby (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 10:39:41 AM
The Tire Swing (Poetry) - 2/11/2005 10:15:48 AM
this is both well penned and wonderful to share