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The Air Of Remembrance

 

 

 

 

 

Memories slip past smiles in quiet eyes,

licking the spoon after mother baked cakes,

dainty little dollops of warm pleasure

that flood the mind with generous beauty,

and I gather up sighs with ice-cream tones.

 

Shopping lists that stretch eternity's grin,

a handkerchief wipe as friends laughed madly,

her voice in the distance as I built dens,

shouting me in for dinner was ready,

these are the times I will savour the most.

 

Tears of happiness flip me over love

while wisdom shines in the lessons given.

Singer sewing machines humming all day,

from teddy bears to sport bag leather scent,

it's all up in the air of remembrance.

 

 

 

 

 

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  • The kiss is Thirst gold member
    October 25
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  • WordsAndWits
    September 5

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    Great title! This was such a lovely dedication, I truly enjoyed reading it. Thanks for entering and best of luck!
    Keep writing,
    - Caroline


  • mgmc gold member
    September 5

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    I like the title of the poem and the use of the phrase in the last line. Some of the phrases are really wonderful, such as "Tears of happiness flip me over love while wisdom shines in the lessons given.." "Memories slip past smiles in quiet eyes," "flood the mind with generous beauty," among others. Any mother would love this poem. It is a very well written tribute!!

  • judmc
    September 5

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    Well Written

    I can go along with the Singer sewing machine and the leather handbag smell
    and licking the spoon after baking cakes.My Mother used to bake bread and muffins and all the kids used queue up for a buttered muffin each(my "Childhood Memories"poem) you certainly brought back memories with this one,Well done
    ..and Best Wishes....George.....


  • Rend the Veil gold member
    August 28

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    now this truly amazing!! your words usage and metaphors
    are just brillant, this sounds like memories of your mother,
    of your childhood, you triggered thoughts, they go back to a time
    when things were simple, pop bottles got redeemed, and comic
    books were a childs past time, instead of X BOX.
    your an amazing writer,

    with love and blessings

    Rend


  • Net
    August 23

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    Ahh - I think this is an absolute gem. As a mother - if it was given to me it would make me very happy.


  • 2lullabyhaven
    August 22
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    Mine are swing rides where I tried to reach the sky hahaha still reaching..


  • Maili Knephthan gold member
    August 9

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    I'm sorry but this is not what I was looking for while it is well written the bio does say DRAGON prewrites or I would of accepted fresh writes for that as well. PLease go back and reread it ... Thank you for enteirng.


  • roberthead89
    August 2
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    It's beautiful and reminds me of my childhood. Well done.


  • TwiztidMaggot
    August 2

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    This is a nice poem. I like how you wrote it. Keep up your amazing work!!! And I wish you the best of luck in the contest...

    twiztidmaggot


  • Lencio Rodrigues
    August 2

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    This is the best one can do for his mother, keeping memories alive. This one is beautiful all along, until the end makes this so sad. purely from the heart, and I could see a little of myself in this write, loved the building dens bit of it, most of all I loved the reference of the Singer sewing machine, when I was down with my parents in December, I could see that mother purchased a new sewing machine, although she has the good old Singer, but just for keeps, the wheel and the paddle as I would like to call it have been stuck as they have not been fed with oil or grease.

    This was a treat to my soul, thanks for writing this for your mum, and thanks for sharing this.

    Wonderfully penned!

    Love and light,
    Lencio


  • Cyber Artist Moderators member
    August 2

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    I had a dainty little dollop of warm pleasure once then I got thrown off the bus
    Ah mothers what heart doesn't melt at the thought of dropping them off in front of the retirement home after a Sunday spent repeating yourself like hairless parrot.
    A travel down sanity lain, wisher her a Happy birthday for me...


  • Toxic Stardust
    July 24

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    aww...this is really swwet. I like it. It brings back all those memories of when I was little...this is a really good poem, keep it up!
    good luck!
    Alicia Lynn adn Sophie Lynn


  • cazzy71
    July 24

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    thank you

    Thank you for entering my current contest.This is a pleasant piece,very true,very tender and so well composed.Tinged with sadness,but calm along side.I truly enjoyed this piece.


  • Vernal Bloom
    July 22

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    ah now "Singer sewing machines" or "Teddy bear" make sense, I think you were one of those fortunate children who had a happy childhood. Thanks for the link; it reminded me of my own


  • Eric Marsh
    June 21

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    very sad

    this is as usual an exellent poem written from the heart, a lovely tribute to a lovely lady,even though i never met her, her personality shines through. great stuff, but it makes me feel ashamed that my mother and myself never met or spoke for 10 years before she died. i allways regret that, thank for sharing..p.s. i am going soon to seek new pastures, i get bored so fast...i really do have nothing else to say..and i sure aint gonna work at writing...my friend say im a concrete poet whatever that means. well the concretes crumbling. and i allways know when to quit when i start to loose the drive...lol...keep well my friend, oh and i dont know of anyone who could help you improve the poem..a student cant help the master...nuff said... cheers


  • trekkergirl
    May 19

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    This is a wonderful write and wonderful memories of a life spent of love. Great job. Thanks for sharing this with us and thanks for the wonderful imagery and emotions. You write wonderfully. Thanks for joining in this contest.


  • Knight70 silver member
    May 15

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    Beautifully written memories of your mother....

    I lost my own mom in 1988 when she passed during a quadruple bypass at the age of 54, and my dad three years later to an aneurysm. I'm so glad that I have some very fond memories of both my parents. Although, my parents divorced when I was still a baby, I cherish the memories I have of both of them, and I always will.


  • Melba Solis-Z
    May 3
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    what a beautiful write, it brings back so many memories. I love it!

  • Haneefah
    May 3
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    Love the way you so cleverly put the essence of you memories in a few paragraphs. xx


  • Draig aine gold member
    May 1

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    ah is this Swan?

    Proust's memories came flitting to mind, mine was getting to drink very cold ilk out a metal measuring cup while mother was baking, and fudge, watching to tell when it was just right, wooden spoons and a tall kitchen stool, thank you for the trip back in time, guess I am thanking you on several levels tonight, now I am going to sleep, work tomorrow, ah the joy of retail, being nice to people all day bah!!


  • Mariana gold member
    April 29

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    Your memories of your Mother are so similar to mine!

    Mariana  


  • Melodies
    August 18, 2008
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    Your childhood shared with us is a beautiful thing to do. A poignant poem with happy lines that made me smile and think how your mum loved you... calling you to dinner


  • poetesscribe1
    June 30, 2008
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    Just Beautiful!

    beautiful words penned from lovely memories...tk u for sharing...much enjoyed!...xoxo...PS


  • myrataal silver member
    June 30, 2008

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    Oh ... the beautiful fragrance of Love

    and mother and son in a close circle of forever memories ... Ah Ian. I loved the warmth of this and the golden treasure. You are aptly embraced in recollections of beauty.

    Love
    Myra


  • Chrysalis
    June 29, 2008

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    Simple memories... never forgotten, their just always there "in the air of remembrance". This is something so very well written. I loved it very much. The first stanza was so tasteful--with the ice creams and baked cakes. The second stanza-- mentioning all the most profound memories. And the third one was the most meaningful one. I appreciate your most beautiful words weaved together forming this piece. I did mention that I loved it right??
    *hugs*
    blessed be
    -Blanche


  • Rebekah-Ann silver member
    June 26, 2008

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    mmmm memories... So beautiful. Congratulations on the Spotlight position, I really enjoyed this reading this piece. Keep it up!

    All the best
    Becks


  • Tercil gold member
    June 25, 2008
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    Tears of happiness for now and yesterdays thoughts, how simple a description you've made of this memory. Lovely poem, I really enjoyed this. and for favourite parts, It has to be, "shouting me in for dinner was ready,", oh yes, I can remember that, all that discipline has gone these days!


  • Missa
    June 25, 2008

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    wow! i loved it! my favorite line is
    "from teddy bears to sport bag leather scent" it just kinda stands out in the crowd


  • rbruce gold member
    June 25, 2008

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    A very touching poem of the most simple memories from what may be almost another life. Brings back wonderful memories of my own from a long time ago.


  • ten thousand cicadas gold member
    June 24, 2008

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    So many wonderful things floating on the air here. This brought back many personal thoughts. A wonderful, touching piece.

  • Topnotchsy
    June 24, 2008

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    Beautiful piece. The sewing machine really struck a cord with me as that's a memory I have. From beginning to end though, it's a poem packed with stories that should be passed on from today until forever.

  • davidwright silver member
    June 24, 2008

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    It's a great little poem brings back memories of my own childhood. Treasured moment from another time. Damn good write. Happy trails neighbor


  • Preacher
    June 24, 2008
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    Wonderful

    Thank you for bringing me home again.

  • karaharapriya silver member
    June 24, 2008
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    Bitter- sweet and tender

    Mothers invoke the comfort and warmth h tha


  • Sargeant41
    June 24, 2008

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    AMAZING

    wooooow very creative and attained to the 5 senses i felt like i was ACTUALLY there !! wow i really loved it. thanks!


  • StarEyes
    June 24, 2008
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    You brought my grandmother back in these wonderful words! She was a seamstress, and we could always count on finding her behind her sewing machine and something new under the Christmas tree...

    What beautiful memories this morning. Thanks for writing this one. I love the memories you brounght to mind.


  • libithina
    June 21, 2008

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    Your wonderful poem triggered...

    Mmmm smell of hotpot cooking and warm nourishing stews, when coming home wet and raw with cold.. palmolive soap .. floating boats in puddles ..
    'air of remembrance'
    'wisdom shines in lessons given'
    in these formative years..
    'singer sewing machine humming' 'bak[ing] cakes' a lovely Mum fondly recalled
    I am so glad dear poet for those times you savored 'the most'.. a beautiful tribute to your Mum.. and I can just picture you building your den with little muddy knees .. just one more minute .. but starving for tea.
    thankyou so very much for sharing loved it!!

    s s Lib x


  • frownsnfreckles
    June 19, 2008

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    'her voice in the distance as I built dens,

    shouting me in for dinner was ready,

    these are the times I will savour the most.'

    ah yes, reality and sanity calling us back from tight rope walking on rainbows.

  • tara wilson gold member
    June 19, 2008

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    I am so sorry, Ian..

    this is a beautiful poem for her...many things in it that you mention bring about an air of remembrance about my mother, too...beautiful title...

  • baghdaelf
    June 18, 2008
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    Very nicely written. Thank you for entering my contest. Good luck!


  • Christina-is-crazy
    June 18, 2008

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    This is a really great poem,
    keep up the good work,
    Thank you for entering the contest.
    And good luck
    ♥ christina


  • Christina-is-crazy
    June 18, 2008
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    This is a great poem, Thanks for entering my contest, and good luck,
    ♥ Christina


  • PinkPony
    June 17, 2008

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    Your mum stitched up teddy bears and sports bags? I especially like the line where she calls you to dinner. I wondered what you were doing outdoors at the time. I really enjoyed reading this poem SO MUCH! It is beautifully written, right from your heart.


  • Emerald Lass
    June 17, 2008

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    Fine, tender words that are a wonderful tribute to a mum who loved her family. I love the lines that tell what you remember, as it makes me feel like I am there as an onlooker. A very special poem, indeed!


  • Periwinkle Blue
    June 17, 2008

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    Beautifully penned with imagery that should be captured in photos and put into a scrapbook to cherish. Your mum is a lovely person, I can tell.


  • DeGraw
    June 17, 2008
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    YEAH!!!!

    Now I know why you liked my "A Father To Remember"


  • Blossom Fairy
    June 17, 2008

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    Loving his mum is the best thing a man can do because that sweet feeling carries over into all else he does and the whole world is a better place for it. This poem touches the reader tenderly.


  • anna3
    June 17, 2008
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    great

    Beautifully describen emotions I'd love to be as a teenager again but with the mind I have now


  • malmadre gold member
    June 16, 2008

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    Isn't it one of life's blessings to be taken back in time by a sound or a smell or a taste of cake batter...I always loved to lick the spoon or better to run outside with the bowl so I would have it to myself. This is sweet!


  • sailor ptolema
    June 16, 2008

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    excellente~

    i really like this
    my mother has an antique Singer
    I espeically love: "Shopping lists that stretch eternity's grin,
    a handkerchief wipe as friends laughed madly,"...mothers always have a way of embarrassing ...I can imaging a mom wiping of some smudge on the face as friends watched
    good memories.
    best of luck in the contest


  • vici377
    June 16, 2008

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    wow

    some of the best memories..and you have brought perfect imagery..your flow is flawless..thanx so much for sharing..and best of luck in the contest..blessings..namaste...


  • maggiejamespoet silver member
    June 16, 2008

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    Each line builds upon the last line and your poem is simply outstanding! From the first line "Memories slip past smiles in quiet eyes," to the last "it's all up in the air of remembrance it is unique and you want to keep lines like these in your thoughts and feelings. Not only does it allow you to share in your wonderful memories but it encourages the reader to think of their own past. Beautiful! Good luck in the contest!

  • 2lullabyhaven
    June 16, 2008

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    I am a seamtress hahaha yes, mothers are precious and hold a high place, some do it up real right, while others miscontrue their purpose; but all smiles with the poem here and your feelings are wrapped tight into the woven words lol and good luck in the contest lol


  • ModernXTimes
    June 16, 2008

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    That was very sweet. Very simple, and beautiful. I love how you took all of those simple things that we usually take for granted and just extend them, giving them a whole new meaning.

    "Shopping lists that stretch eternity's grin,"

    Simply beautiful. Great job!

    ~ModernXTimes~

  • Melodies
    June 16, 2008

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    Happy memories filled with love...

    Remembering Mum's happy ways is such a loving thing to do. This beautiful poem melts my heart, truly. We should all write such poems and post them to our mothers who would smile.

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