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...
This poem has been removed as it will appear in my upcoming book.
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.
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 :-)
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.
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.
...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
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
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!
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 (Reader)
Reviewed on June 6, 2008
Very creative piece that captured and held my interest from start to finish! So intriguing.
When Goldie Silver receives the wrong shipment of antique Russian samovars at her shop in Juneau, Alaska they sell quickly but people begin to die. What makes those tea dispensers worth killing for?
In this Silver Sisters Mystery it's trouble at sea when Goldie and Godiva's eighty year old mother and uncle are invied on a relaxing cruise. Magic turns to mayhem for these former vaudeville magicians when a star magician is murdered on board.
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Cryssa
Very creative! The characters in this poem come alive. Great work!
Sheila
ET
God Bless
Michelle~
Sandie May Angel :o)
Gina
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
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
excellent work...
John
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
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Mary
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