Open Poetry #47 |
Neighborhood, Rocked |
Sunshine
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Neighborhood, Rocked My mind has been minding loss and now Baring feelings of resentful need, had to Look yet again, since the garage light was on When they weren’t home… And I mind that my friends/neighbors/ almost family Are missing their space where they belong. No, not by shadows of terror Or storm, nor by illicit means But by the fortune of age And by the medium of need. I miss them, my friends, The ones I didn’t mind seeing me In a moo-moo of mardi gras color; When I pushed out the green holder of Weekly waste, or the fact that they Treated me like a daughter. In fact, their daughter is what I Would consider a good friend of mine… And Mind. Only she’s better in mind Than I, and I don’t mind that at all. But I miss the daughter’s keepsakes – my keepsakes… I watch their backyard because my own Looks over it in special, and I see the daisies taking over, when every Other year here…they were never that Bountiful. Only today I realized it was because he cut them For his true love’s breakfast table. And now? The neighborhood is trying to Keep up by feeding their needy flock. Still…even though they sup at my feeder The birds know their loss, as well. © krj 5-25-11 [This message has been edited by Sunshine (05-26-2011 08:49 AM).] |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Lovely. touching write, Sunshine. Ida |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Such a laid-back and sorrowful write, although you took pains to not make it too sad. Your friends are gone. Hospital. Nursing home. they are gone. You miss them. The birds miss them. I;m beginning ti miss them, but I still have Maude to look after, and she wasn't visible tonight, but tomorrow is another day. ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance ~ |
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Sunshine
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Ida, thank you. Jerry - they were the cornerstone of the neighborhood, having been the first family to move onto this block when it was first developed back in the 60's. And it's hard to meet nicer, more genuine people than they. Luckily I know where they've moved and they'll get visits from us for sure. Thank you for missing them with me. |
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Martie
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Posts 28049California |
Sissie...It's the people that make a home, a neighbor, a neighborhood. Only one person can cause a change to a whole city...and on it goes. Lovely how you wrote this. |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
How wonderful Karilea to remember my parents in this way. I took Mom some Daiseys but it is time to take her some more. Thanks for all your kind and generous words dearest poet friend. Lori |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Our neighborhood has changed so much I hardly know anyone on the street anymore...the street's definitely gotten 'younger'. I and my next door neighbor are now the 'oldsters' here now . . . seems strange. cool write, my friend... j. |
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