I remember
Hot summer days
with tarred sidewalks
sucking at ones feet
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A succession of images vividly described adding up to a fine and moving picture of the past.
This strikes me as a very good poem, Lynn. Descriptive with a good eye to detail. Well crafted with simple, direct phrasing. Complete lack of pretense. Poets can learn from this sort of writing.
This is superb, Lynn. You climb into the skin of your remembrance and leave the reading nodding and understanding. The subtlety of your final coup de grace is beautifully understated. Another fine poem from your gifted pen. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Flashing back the old good memories to feel the taste of longing for those rekindles, ahhhhhhhhh.......yours is written so beautifully Lynn.I can imagine behind those bushland.
I remember Riding in our old blue Chevy to the local motel one unremarkable night Coming home to an empty house and Mom playing the piano song after song to silence her despair. it is how we recollect our old memeories and enjoy...beautifully presented inits truest form with simple message.. i liked it....10 read mine innocence regained....mom i miss u.. mom i cry even today
Reminiscences beautifully told Lynn, love your mind. Always fondly, Jerry
After reading your poem, my heart is sad. I wish I would have been wise enough back then to understand what you were going through. I would have been a better friend.