Ode to a good soul, departed
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Celebrating my grandma's birthday today ... a little differently.
Soft, sweet-scented hands
caressing our foreheads
brushing our hair
drawing letters on our backs,
the alphabet guessing game.
Wide arms, always open
welcoming hugs
miserable good-byes
oodles of affection
in between.
Gray eyes, so kind
often veiled
quiet shadows passing
when we had to leave
hidden sadness.
Shuffling feet, moaning
heavy steps
each one a challenge
a mountain to climb
walking slowed to a crawl.
Warm breasts, covered
flowery kitchen apron
billowing, inviting us
to stay and eat
to feel safe.
Voice with timbre
tickled words by our earlobes
enchanted stories
shared during wee morning hours
love departed through words.
Marvelous heart,
open, gigantic
embracing one and all
glued us together
even after she left.
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Zollstock, that is a beautiful poem full of warmth . My grandson loved the lady bugs too, also our favorite.
I can see and feel her physical presence, it seems you have happy memories around your grandparents. This is nicely done.
Peggy W -- Thanks so much. Maybe I should rename the hub to "Ode to all dear grandmothers"?
Gypsy Willow -- Thank you kindly. There are days when I miss her warmth in my life so much I can feel her presence again.
Alexander Mark -- I definitely have incredibly happy memories of this grandma. She's taught me, unknowingly, by just being herself, the importance of family. Everyone needs to have at least one person like this in their life. Thanks for checking in!
I'm not sure how you did it, but I was smiling and shed a single tear at the same time. Your piece evoked memories of another fine lady, now long gone, but not forgotten. That was marvelous.
And, thanks for the memories.
Linda, Thank you, thank you. Some smiles simply have to come with tears, as do memories.
Just lovely; thank you for sharing. I am a poet too and love your use of metaphors and similes. Beautiful.
ljrc1961 -- Thanks for that very kind feedback. I hadn't heard the terms "metaphor" and "simile" in quite a while -- I write what feels right at the moment.
Loved every line. This has a very visual effect. Yes, you painted a picture of your granny with words. Wonderful! Thanks for sharing ;D
Your poem is a beautiful gift...grandmothers are wonderful! :)
@Cris: Thanks for stopping by. She was pure inspiration and personified "love" - I'm glad that shone through.
@Tom: They are! Some of us are lucky enough to have had their influence in our lives. Thanks for commenting, Tom.
What a beautiful tribute to your Grandma. Beautiful words, tahnk you for sharing.
Peggy W Level 8 Commenter 2 years ago
Oh this is so beautiful! You put something into words that not only honors your dear grandmother, but many others as well. Thanks!