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Red Blankets

I caption the spice that rouses a mood-
like floral cushions with cat nearby
picture windows laced with snow
fleecy socks for morning floors
toddlers who waken with smiles at dawn

Piano music ascending the stairs
raised eyebrows inviting to tea
and honey butter oozing from toast
smells of fabric that whisper a prayer
from those who love and blanket my life.

Author notes

I'm a nitter, so I might find something
tighter on another day and edit. lol.

Thank you.
Written August 3rd, 2006

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A contest entry

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  • Dennis Pickering
    July 14, 2007
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    Typical day or days remembered?
  • star-light
    August 15, 2006
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    wonderful

    I really like your poem. So calming. Something that isn't in my life right now. Let me know about the reply. Thanks so much........

  • truembrace
    August 14, 2006
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    This was simply lovely, as eloquent as always and so full of rich images. This is poetry and clear and shows how full your life is Cookie. I agree wholeheartedly with grannyeri - "visual and soothing".

    Thanks so much for entering. This was so perfect with the theme Cookie.

  • grannyeri gold member
    August 11, 2006
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    Lovely write you have shared with us in these lines - visual and soothing. Easy to imagine this happening.

  • AliceinPoetryLand Moderators member
    August 7, 2006
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    Excellent

    Oh a wonderful piece and I just felt so surrounded by all those aromas. Great work! I loved it all, so concise and well written.

  • Sandi Alford
    August 7, 2006
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    All the wonderful aromas that make a home-- snuggly, warm and inviting! Great work!
    Best wishes Sandi

  • Robbwindow
    August 6, 2006
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    neat and well thought out

    Hot cross buns and that morning aroma and it's only when the oil of the good slab of butter emalgamate with the toasted treat do we realise how organised we were to wear slippers and then compare them to the smell of socks or the other way around, this is fun and bizarre, personally this free verse poem I feel is a winner, good luck cookiezeal !
    Yours in poetry robB.
  • Cinara
    August 5, 2006
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    I feel all warm and cozy, wrapped in your words

  • Mary O gold member
    August 3, 2006
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    Shaped like the hour glass of time, only your time paused for a while as I took in the flavors of your heart.
    Ummm. . .warm red blankets. Red is the color of love.
    Very nice. Good luck
    ~Mary O

  • Basia
    August 3, 2006
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    A very warm poem. Nothing like the comfort and special things in our lives that make us feel comforted and cover us with a 'blanket' of love. Nice job.

  • Ladybug
    August 3, 2006
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    superb

    I love it Di, it gives a great comfort feel to all you inspire of your daily life.
    I can smell the cinammon on the toast....

    Tamara
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