I’m Looking Too Far Back
Back to lilacs
and grapevines,
an entwined seat
fit for the little queen
in a dandelion crown.
Curled stems, split
and dipped in
rain water.
In the pink plastic pail
at the end
of the driveway,
stones and acorns
soak, sky reflections
swirl.
She swings and
sings to the bumblebees,
sees the veins through the
leaves when the sun
peeks out, thinks
of the heart blood
of the Earth;
Of the mother so giving
whose eyes are everywhere,
smiling in the soil,
on wing, in bird calls,
in a tiny one’s
pulse.
I’m here in the same reverie,
much grown, bigger tears
dropping in different soil,
dancing on a wing,
mimicking those
forgotten bird sounds
as the heart
of this mother,
that sacred drum beat,
fades
and fades
and fades.
Photo by Valeria Boltneva
I love those last few lines.
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Thanks, Michael
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This poem, to me, reflects both happiness and sadness. The childhood part of it is so sweet, and it also has lovely sound. The last paragraph has a melancholic feel to it. Though, I must say, that the poem coheres wonderfully, and is beautiful!
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Thanks, Dominic
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My pleasure Jennifer!
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Love this poem
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Thanks so much for reading ❤️
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I love those last three lines. Beautiful poem, Jennifer!❤️
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Thank you 💜
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Lovely lines, Jennifer. Happy I read.
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Thank you, Selma 💛
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the “mundane” made magical. the question is will we listen well?
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I’ve been doing a lot of listening lately.
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indeed, that’s why this poem spoke of that deep listening
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This was beautiful and tender throughout! Loved each distinct verse, Jennifer 🙂
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Thank you so much, Tom
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they come in two colors
purple and white
your own day and night
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“Much grown, bigger tears.’ I love the palpable reach of this wistful splendor…
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Thank you! 💛💛
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Such stunning poetry.
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Thanks so much, Bridgette
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As a reader, I felt myself in this poem. Wonderful images you have created.
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Thank you 💜🌸
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My pleasure.
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A beautiful poem dear Jennifer.
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Thanks so much! 🙏
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You are welcome dear Jennifer. I love your work. I try to read.
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Aww that’s nice of you to say. I enjoy reading your writings as well.
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How sweet, Jennifer. From the first line, the first whiff of lilacs, the mood was nostalgic and exquisitely heartbreaking.
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Aww thank you so much for reading 🙏❤️
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Nice one ✨
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Thank you!
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