My new shoes were always tied securely
for steps not yet taken and I wore them out quickly
Father Michael paced the Rectory
looking like a penguin
saying,"it is meet and right to do so,"
and I never quite agreed with him
Aunt Elizabeth flustered in a constant flurry of good deeds
the hood of her car always warm
and I would have loved her more if she had spent time with me
Moon over the splendent beach at Curacao could not hide the fact
that we were only tourists
and we could only remember
Bruce, at my wedding bounced at the edges
with happiness to throw at others and they threw only rice
Pregnancy in all of its regards was on everyone's minds
and counted out in days, but we have honored it in years,
parenting not only children, but ideas for people bent and looking
Author notes
The prompt is "Swell, swelling, etc." Please note that "splendent" is an actual word in the dictionary. I kind of liked it and chose to use it in this poem.
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Good stuff
Your third stanza could not be improved upon. It sheds such light on the complexity of your relationship with your aunt and your reflection on it...words honed to such precision. I look forward to catching up on my reading of your other works.
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"Splendent" is a wonderful word that is not used often enough, in my opinion... along with so many other vividly descriptive words.
I absolutely love this poem. The way it explores the personalities and purposes of people, the way it contrasts what they think makes them important with what would truly make them important to those who count, and most of all the way it portrays parenting as more than just helping your children grow up safely - it's more about helping them become people with ideas of their own.
This write was so rich with detail! I wish I could remember my past that well!
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I must confess that I drew from imagination to construct this poem and to create a nostalgic mood. This seemed to best underscore the title. Life is illuminated by moments such as these. Your encouragement means much to me.
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Ah, people bent and looking..... this speaks to many levels...a great nostalgic piece for any reader..... ty for entering it!
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There is much to savor within this piece, Poet. A tidal flow of memories, of wishes, of notions as yet to be discovered, perhaps. I especially liked your ending phrase, "ideas for people bent and looking". Good luck in Carol's contest.
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