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Open Poetry #20

Scotch Broom

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

0 posted 2002-06-09 11:40 AM

This has been begging to be written ever since my trip Memorial Week-end when nearly every turn of the freeway, brought more Scotch broom into view.

Scotch broom, at every turn, has swept the dust
from my memory
and conjured up my times
with my favorite grandpa. They were his favorite flower.

He died when I was six, a plot on a hill, overlooking scotch broom, was chosen.
Odd how our ‘ever so short a’ time together
is more precious to me
than so many other things. We made...

cold gravy sandwiches
had rocking chair dreams
swirled peanut butter and molasses
were peaches and cream.

whispers in the next room
heard all so very well,
yet words spoken audibly
he rarely could tell.

comfort of his lap,
the texture of his shirt,
hoeing up strawerry plants
in the neighboring dirt,

white turkeys in the pen,
a garden on the side,
Grandpa’s whiskered smiles
held my heart real tight.

©June 9, 2002
Virginia Salter’s Grandpa Wallace
died in 1951
51 years ago

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

ethome
Member Patricius

since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

1 posted 2002-06-09 12:24 PM

Virginia
This is very touching and tender.....I can see you curled up in his lap.
Amazing how kids can feel that love and the feeling and understanding never leaves them.
This is an exceptional write!
Thanks for sharing!

Magnus

Member Laureate

since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

2 posted 2002-06-09 12:29 PM

Virginia...

I too have so many wonderful memories of
my own grandfather...who died 46 years ago,
just when I was beginning to really have all
of those wonderful moments with him at the
age of 8. Amazing how a grandfather can
really stick to our ribs....

You too have had many of those memories as
shown within this very touching poem...

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