That Old Storm Door
For families whose sons and daughters chose another path...74 total reviews
Comment from Bill Schott
A terrific poem, Yvette, that captures the measuring quality of that front door for a parent. The face of a child pressed against the glass, the horizontal lines of the frame acting as height markers, and the very sense of a portal to touch the past are all here. Nice.
reply by the author on 22-Aug-2019
A terrific poem, Yvette, that captures the measuring quality of that front door for a parent. The face of a child pressed against the glass, the horizontal lines of the frame acting as height markers, and the very sense of a portal to touch the past are all here. Nice.
Comment Written 21-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 22-Aug-2019
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Thanx for the review, Sir Bill -- good to hear from you! ;) Yvette
Comment from Sally Law
A fine rhyming poem and I loved the patriotic twist. My stepfather was a Marine Corp Major and many brothers and step brothers served. It's funny how we want the house to remain the same for them.
Sending you my best today as always,
Sally xo
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2019
A fine rhyming poem and I loved the patriotic twist. My stepfather was a Marine Corp Major and many brothers and step brothers served. It's funny how we want the house to remain the same for them.
Sending you my best today as always,
Sally xo
Comment Written 19-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 20-Aug-2019
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Thanx for stopping in by the 'Storm Door', Lady Sal -- kindof a bit of getting my baby off to college woven in there... :) ;) Thanx for the review, as always, and have a wonderful week ahead! ;) Yvette
Comment from Carla Trinklein
This is perfect! I can't tell you how many "souvenirs " I've held onto from my kids' younger days...board books, toys, special clothing. I try to weed things out occasionally but sometimes my heart won't let go. All the same, I pray your marine comes home and you get your new storm door.
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2019
This is perfect! I can't tell you how many "souvenirs " I've held onto from my kids' younger days...board books, toys, special clothing. I try to weed things out occasionally but sometimes my heart won't let go. All the same, I pray your marine comes home and you get your new storm door.
Comment Written 18-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 19-Aug-2019
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Oh, Carla, thank you so very much for the understanding and 'relatable' review... it's definitely a 'mom' one!! ;) :) Our kiddos and what they decide to do with their lives are so very important to us... this was just my tribute to those who choose a bigger path than most! Thanx also for those wonderful stars, ma'am! ;) Take care out there and have a great week ahead! ;) Yvette
Comment from kiwisteveh
i was certain this was a very personal poem, based on events in your own family, although your notes make me a little less sure.
In any case your verses set forth a sweet tale of how a mother's memories are tied into this one part of the house - the old storm door. The progression from toddler, through school years to enlistment in the armed forces adds structure to the poem, while the ending too adds strength.
Good luck.
Steve
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
i was certain this was a very personal poem, based on events in your own family, although your notes make me a little less sure.
In any case your verses set forth a sweet tale of how a mother's memories are tied into this one part of the house - the old storm door. The progression from toddler, through school years to enlistment in the armed forces adds structure to the poem, while the ending too adds strength.
Good luck.
Steve
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Lots of mixing here, Steve -- I've watched my three boys grow up, but none of them chose this particular path... ;) Thanx for your review, sir -- always greatly appreciated! ;) Yvette
Comment from Susan Larson
Yes we do cling to those things,even thought they are just things that preserve our memories, especially of our children. You say the storm door didn't match your decor. My kitchen walls were pale blue. As each of our three boys grew taller, they jumped up and touched the wall Abovd the door. Their beige fingerprints did not match the blue decor. After 23 years when we put our housing the market did we reluctantly paint over those fingerprints.
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
Yes we do cling to those things,even thought they are just things that preserve our memories, especially of our children. You say the storm door didn't match your decor. My kitchen walls were pale blue. As each of our three boys grew taller, they jumped up and touched the wall Abovd the door. Their beige fingerprints did not match the blue decor. After 23 years when we put our housing the market did we reluctantly paint over those fingerprints.
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Hey, Susan -- thanx so much for this awesome review!! Our kiddos and what they decide to do with their lives are so very important to us... this was just my tribute to those who choose a bigger path than most! Take care out there and have a great week ahead! ;) Yvette
Comment from Cheryl I
Our memories are held in many different objects - in this case, a storm door. You did a great job on this, and made my heart ache for my own children. I do miss watching them grow, you know? Thank you for the memories.
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
Our memories are held in many different objects - in this case, a storm door. You did a great job on this, and made my heart ache for my own children. I do miss watching them grow, you know? Thank you for the memories.
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Oh, I so get it, Cheryl -- just brought my baby to college yesterday and this house is waaaay too quiet today... sigh. :) Thanx for the awesome review and glad you found the gift of your own memories in the lines here... Take care ! ;) Yvette
Comment from Juliette Chamberlain
The continuity of the storm door from the time the child was a little boy to the present is a very present link in this story.
The sequence of his growth is recorded against a backdrop of the storm door. For this reason we can understand the mother's reluctance to get rid of it. I bet the whole family look forward to the safe return of the boy and the new storm door.
Well written with excellent use of rhythm and rhyme.
Warrmly,
Juliette
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
The continuity of the storm door from the time the child was a little boy to the present is a very present link in this story.
The sequence of his growth is recorded against a backdrop of the storm door. For this reason we can understand the mother's reluctance to get rid of it. I bet the whole family look forward to the safe return of the boy and the new storm door.
Well written with excellent use of rhythm and rhyme.
Warrmly,
Juliette
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Hey, Juliette -- thanx so much for this awesome review!! Our kiddos and what they decide to do with their lives are so very important to us... this was just my tribute to those who choose a bigger path than most! Take care out there and have a great week ahead! ;) Yvette
Comment from estory
The storm door makes a great central image for all these moments of growing up; from being a baby stumbling in from play, to going off to college, to coming back home as a marine. You have all these great personal moments that you bring to life in nice detail with plenty of mother emotion, and that makes the poem. I have to wonder if it would be even stronger in free verse, in a more conversational style, without the framework of the pentameter and the rhyme. estory
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
The storm door makes a great central image for all these moments of growing up; from being a baby stumbling in from play, to going off to college, to coming back home as a marine. You have all these great personal moments that you bring to life in nice detail with plenty of mother emotion, and that makes the poem. I have to wonder if it would be even stronger in free verse, in a more conversational style, without the framework of the pentameter and the rhyme. estory
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Appreciate you thoughts on this one, e -- have a wonderful week ahead! ;) Yvette
Comment from Rosemary Everson1
This poem is so good. I can visualize your little boy as he's growing. Touching the window glass, on the storm door, leaving his hand prints/"come on mom, we're going to be late." Sure rings a bell.
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
This poem is so good. I can visualize your little boy as he's growing. Touching the window glass, on the storm door, leaving his hand prints/"come on mom, we're going to be late." Sure rings a bell.
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Hey, Rosemary -- thanx so much for this awesome review and those wonderful stars -- such a bright shiny smile to start the week!! Our kiddos and what they decide to do with their lives are so very important to us... this was just my tribute to those who choose a bigger path than most! Take care out there and be sure to stop by again some time! ;) Yvette
Comment from closetpoetjester
What a terrific rhyming poem featuring none other than a door with many stories to tell. I love the thought of all the emotional ties to events you have for that door. It almost felt like the door was telling the story.
Definitely hang on to it as it is now part of the furniture haha Loved this, please enjoy a sixer!
Cheers P
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
What a terrific rhyming poem featuring none other than a door with many stories to tell. I love the thought of all the emotional ties to events you have for that door. It almost felt like the door was telling the story.
Definitely hang on to it as it is now part of the furniture haha Loved this, please enjoy a sixer!
Cheers P
Comment Written 17-Aug-2019
reply by the author on 18-Aug-2019
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Hey, P -- thanx so much for this awesome review and those wonderful stars -- such a bright shiny smile to start the week!! Our kiddos and what they decide to do with their lives are so very important to us... this was just my tribute to those who choose a bigger path than most! Take care out there and be sure to stop by any time for a visit! ;) Yvette