Little Poems
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Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
What a lovely memory, and what a lovely plate and piece of embroidery. I have many such memories of my grandparents. I hope I will leave some nice ones for my grandchildren. Beautiful poem, Tom. :) Sandra
reply by the author on 10-Jul-2015
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What a lovely memory, and what a lovely plate and piece of embroidery. I have many such memories of my grandparents. I hope I will leave some nice ones for my grandchildren. Beautiful poem, Tom. :) Sandra
Comment Written 10-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 10-Jul-2015
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Thank you Sandra. I'm sure you will.
Comment from Gypsy Blue Rose
You make sonnets look easy to do but I know they are not. I love your sonnet about your grandmother. I can tell you loved her very much and you still think about her. Good job!
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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You make sonnets look easy to do but I know they are not. I love your sonnet about your grandmother. I can tell you loved her very much and you still think about her. Good job!
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Thank you Gypsy Blue Rose. She was a gem.
Comment from His Grayness
I love this poem so much because I can so strongly relate to these emotions shared by this writer. My home is filled with my grandmother's old quilts, embroidery and Robert Atkinson Fox paintings that never a day and hardly an hour goes by without the memory of her lifting my life and brushing the angry rust of impatience and disappointment with other people in todays society off my conscience! She was a forgiving and loving person such as I seek to be. Still working on the forgiving courses! Blessings and thanks! HIS GRAYNESS
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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I love this poem so much because I can so strongly relate to these emotions shared by this writer. My home is filled with my grandmother's old quilts, embroidery and Robert Atkinson Fox paintings that never a day and hardly an hour goes by without the memory of her lifting my life and brushing the angry rust of impatience and disappointment with other people in todays society off my conscience! She was a forgiving and loving person such as I seek to be. Still working on the forgiving courses! Blessings and thanks! HIS GRAYNESS
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Thank you very much Vance. Then we have very similar memories. Glad to reminisce with you.
Comment from Pantygynt
I have to say you are an excellewnt sonneteer regardles of which style you emulate. Here you take a simple decoration and by giving the description the sonnet form you elevate the object's importance and enable us to see its imortance to you as embodying the person with whom it is associated.
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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I have to say you are an excellewnt sonneteer regardles of which style you emulate. Here you take a simple decoration and by giving the description the sonnet form you elevate the object's importance and enable us to see its imortance to you as embodying the person with whom it is associated.
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Thank you Pantygynt. the is a wonderful compliment.
Comment from Ben Colder
Your poem reminded me of the days when I would sit and watch my mother tat and make things for the house. Good old days when people respected each other. Thanks for sharing.
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Your poem reminded me of the days when I would sit and watch my mother tat and make things for the house. Good old days when people respected each other. Thanks for sharing.
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Thank you Ben. That is a very fond memory. Thanks for sharing.
Comment from Joan E.
It is not surprising that the plate and the echoing pattern on the cloth bring back fond memories for you. I only knew one of my grandmothers for a short time, and I still remember her allowing me to drink coffee when I was about seven in little demitasse cups--although they were filled with mostly cream! Thank you for sharing the sweet recollections of your grandmother in this lovely English Sonnet. Hugs- Joan
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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It is not surprising that the plate and the echoing pattern on the cloth bring back fond memories for you. I only knew one of my grandmothers for a short time, and I still remember her allowing me to drink coffee when I was about seven in little demitasse cups--although they were filled with mostly cream! Thank you for sharing the sweet recollections of your grandmother in this lovely English Sonnet. Hugs- Joan
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Thank you Joan. I enjoyed you story too.
Comment from Hawaiian Mermaid
Aloha Treischel,
I love your poem, it reminded me of my grandmother that taught me to do embroidery. So many things I have remind me of her with loving thoughts.
Thank you for sharing.
Aloha,
Hawaiian Mermaid
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Aloha Treischel,
I love your poem, it reminded me of my grandmother that taught me to do embroidery. So many things I have remind me of her with loving thoughts.
Thank you for sharing.
Aloha,
Hawaiian Mermaid
Comment Written 09-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 09-Jul-2015
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Aloha Haiwaiian Mermaid., good to hear from you. Glad you liked it. Love the stars too.
Comment from I am Cat
I miss my grandmother as well... I called her G'amma... she was a gem. She also made lots of handmade things such as those ... and so, I really can relate to this poem.
'Granny's decorations were so simple,
With something like a common china plate
Garnering emotions they would kindle,
Of welcome that such simple things create. '
(yes, you're correct, they do welcome us in)
'She'd frame it with a hand-embroidered towel
A cloth that she's spent hours on to make,
Creating her own cozy cover cowl
That blends to form a beautiful keepsake. '
(yes, I have many of these things... too worried to put them out into the air, and not enjoying them enough... of course, they don't really match the decor of my home either, so ... most of them are packed away. I take them out and still smell her on them)
'Oh, how I miss my grandma's gentle touch,
Her smiles and all her warm embracing hugs.
These days I seem to miss her very much,
With simple things providing memory tugs. '
(and this is the true gist of the entire poem... missing her gentle touch, the look in her eyes... her love.)
'When china plates are placed upon a wall,
My grandma's home is what my thoughts recall. '
(and missing those holidays most of all... taking me back to those moments... and those dancing blue eyes of hers)
The only things I would say that I might look at, Treischel, is that you changed from Granny to Grandma, which was a bit distracting, and I know you did it for meter, (that's the part about meter I don't care for, is that you have to change the feelings to get it to 'fit'... I much prefer to know what you REALLY called her... how you truly feel... I don't really care about if it 'fits' or not... but that's me. ;)
All in all, another beautiful piece. And I know exactly how you feel.
Cat
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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I miss my grandmother as well... I called her G'amma... she was a gem. She also made lots of handmade things such as those ... and so, I really can relate to this poem.
'Granny's decorations were so simple,
With something like a common china plate
Garnering emotions they would kindle,
Of welcome that such simple things create. '
(yes, you're correct, they do welcome us in)
'She'd frame it with a hand-embroidered towel
A cloth that she's spent hours on to make,
Creating her own cozy cover cowl
That blends to form a beautiful keepsake. '
(yes, I have many of these things... too worried to put them out into the air, and not enjoying them enough... of course, they don't really match the decor of my home either, so ... most of them are packed away. I take them out and still smell her on them)
'Oh, how I miss my grandma's gentle touch,
Her smiles and all her warm embracing hugs.
These days I seem to miss her very much,
With simple things providing memory tugs. '
(and this is the true gist of the entire poem... missing her gentle touch, the look in her eyes... her love.)
'When china plates are placed upon a wall,
My grandma's home is what my thoughts recall. '
(and missing those holidays most of all... taking me back to those moments... and those dancing blue eyes of hers)
The only things I would say that I might look at, Treischel, is that you changed from Granny to Grandma, which was a bit distracting, and I know you did it for meter, (that's the part about meter I don't care for, is that you have to change the feelings to get it to 'fit'... I much prefer to know what you REALLY called her... how you truly feel... I don't really care about if it 'fits' or not... but that's me. ;)
All in all, another beautiful piece. And I know exactly how you feel.
Cat
Comment Written 08-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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Thank you Cat. I called her granny, grandma, grams at various times, so the transition didn't bother me at all, in fact, i really didn't think about it at all, until you brought it up. I am so glad you can relate. I was going through my photo's for a muse, and boom that came out. I was actually looking for something different but it wouldn't let me go. I came right back to it. Then, i was just going to write a quatrain, but this sonnet came out. Weird huh!
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A sonnet with wonderful memories. My believe is also to create good memories for my children and grandchildren to remember me one day. My greatest wish is that they will also remember me for the little things I did for them and not regret the big things I could not do for them. A lovely way to honor your grandmother.
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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A sonnet with wonderful memories. My believe is also to create good memories for my children and grandchildren to remember me one day. My greatest wish is that they will also remember me for the little things I did for them and not regret the big things I could not do for them. A lovely way to honor your grandmother.
Comment Written 08-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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Thank you Sandra, and may your wish come true.
Comment from rod007
We all share these fond memories. The Victorian couch my departed mother bought in Wales in the 60s when I was a toddler also reminds me of her nd her unconditional love for her children. Well done, Tom.
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reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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We all share these fond memories. The Victorian couch my departed mother bought in Wales in the 60s when I was a toddler also reminds me of her nd her unconditional love for her children. Well done, Tom.
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Comment Written 08-Jul-2015
reply by the author on 08-Jul-2015
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Thank you rod, yes, I can relate.
