To a Voice, Sweet as Molasses

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Robert Frazier
Senior Member

since 2003-02-06

Posts 1014

0 posted 2004-10-05 02:24 PM

Heading south, we floated like a ghost on wheels,
roller-coasting over back roads of the Cumberland Plateau.
Soon, the morning sun began its slow burn of cotton fog,
clinging tight to sleepy lowlands.
Stalks of corn waved like golden, magic wands
over an endless sea of rolling hills.
And deep, firey thickets of oak, hickory and maple
posed as mysterious forms rising from the deep.

Just then a faint aroma opened a flood gate of memories:
bacon on the fry,
Grannies biscuits,
fresh cut tomatoes,
the first bite of a tree picked green apple,
the canning cellar and smokehouse,
and the horse stable after an evening rain.
I could her voice too...Grannies -
sweet as molasses and rich as the land
she called home for near ninety years.
I hear, "come on you'ins, time fer dinner",
and again, as clear as day,
"Amazing grace, how sweet the sound...".

And now, the crunching of tires against the gravel road
leading up the hill to a gathering of cold stone
and to family, huddled.

There are few things in this life that can heal us now,
but to hear her voice, just one more time...that would do.

[This message has been edited by Robert Frazier (10-05-2004 04:47 PM).]

Gentle Spirit
Member Patricius

since 2000-10-09

Posts 13989

1 posted 2004-10-05 02:25 PM

Robert, this cuts to the core....and I could feel every word of this...
and it brings back such similar memories...
thank you for that. Very well done sir...

Susan
Member Ascendant

since 2004-03-27

Posts 5104
walking the surreal

2 posted 2004-10-05 02:32 PM

Yes, I know this longing - well expressed.

Susan

Happiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind.

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

3 posted 2004-10-05 04:57 PM

Wow, I heard all of this, and I could smell and I felt the warmth.

Beautiful

Maree

cuz fate is not just whose cooking smells good
but which way the wind blows

~ani difranco~

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

4 posted 2004-10-05 05:00 PM

What amazing talent you have...
I could feel this deep inside.
Heart hugs~

~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

5 posted 2004-10-05 05:12 PM

A very tender write, revealing the sweet after taste of a loving heart.

passing shadows
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since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

6 posted 2004-10-05 05:41 PM

made me smile

thank you

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

7 posted 2004-10-05 07:22 PM

That would do...James

Marge Tindal

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since 1999-11-06

Posts 42384
Florida's Foreverly Shores

8 posted 2004-10-05 08:09 PM

Robert~
This is absolutely BEAUTIFULLY rendered~
Made me take a nostalgic trip of my own~
Bless you for the rich loveliness of this~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

Email [email protected]

Martie

Moderator

Member Empyrean

since 1999-09-21

Posts 28049
California

9 posted 2004-10-05 09:54 PM

Robert

It's wonderful, how many things bring back a loved one, as if they were really there. This was beautiful in it's senserity and loving memory.

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