Like To Remember

Cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Thu, 04 Apr 2019
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17 comments
 

Those yawning summers

our parents once knew,

left us youngsters with easy

energy that was boundless,

 

chasing silent butterflies

though diminutive, we

with arms outstretched

flying, fluttering in unison,

 

seeking simple pleasures

pretending we too could

amuse ourselves hiding

in meadows of grasses.

 

Then! To dart among tall trees

endless muddy scabby knees,

chasing beams of sparkling rays

through tops of drooping limbs,

 

running down streams with pointy sticks,

racing leafy boats...poking all around;

brilliant ideas blinking from envisions

these are shades of nature I like to recall.

 

 

 

 

 

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Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

It sounds as if you lived or holidayed in a lovely spot. Children can make a lot of a bit of space though, and those summer times seemed so long! We lived for a  while when my children were young at a boarding school, and they had much freedom with the playing fields and rough surrounds to play in. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

I loved this one Jenny - you've really captured the essence of a semi-wild childhood with this joyful piece

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

what a wonderful time you evoke! grassy meadows, tall trees, leaf boats and the "we" of friendship,

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

This takes me back to that brief time when as a child you feel truly free to explore the world around you without fear and enhance it with your own imagination. I worry that children don't get enough of this now, I'm pretty sure mine didn't didn't play on their own like I used to but then I was probably an odd child.. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

childhood should be such a celebration, I tried to capture the fun of happy carefree times of being young and close to nature.

I agree with you about summer times feeling endless. It sounds like your children had that most cherished freedom with nature.

Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi insert,

I'm really glad you enjoyed reading this poem and caught nature's essence within. Thank you so much for those lovely cherries too, they're so appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Di,

I was just thinking how much I enjoyed childhood and how I've never really grown up...apart from having a body that doesn't agree. I think I'll remain a child forever, can't ever see me changing. wink

It's great that you caught what I was trying to convey and that I could evoke a picture in words.

Many thanks for reading and your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hello Jane,

you certainly weren't an odd ball as a child, I used to live inside my imagination when young and spent many a happy time on my own playing, It never bothered me in the least. Sometimes we need to have that time alone, to invent and lead others into our world of adventures.

I do agree that children today live in more fear that we did in the 1950s and 60s. It's so sad that parents have to be on constant guard with their children, and with all the technology around today it can be even more frightening. I do wish that young people can learn to love nature as we do one day.

Thank you for stopping by to read and always grateful for your thoughts.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on

Lovely stuff Jenny, I remember those endless muddy scabby knees.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi F B,

I can imagine you do remember. My partner was telling me exactly the same thing when I read him the poem, and how he and his brothers made dams...proper beavers they were. wink

Glad you enjoyed reading and thank you for stopping by, much appreciated.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by hilary west on

Hi, Jenny

A delightful poem, Jenny, capturing the magic of childhood. As a child we used to play in each other's gardens and had wonderful times, sometimes getting down to the river where we went on the bus. Or just playing in the park after school, and of course had boundless energy, quite gone now !

Hilary    smiley

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Hilary,

i know what you mean about having boundless energy as a child. I had loads of energy right up until the age of 50, but somehow in the last 15 years my body has just lost its zing, although my brain is still childlike.

I too remember having fond memories of spending every moment in my friend's garden because she had a swing and I wasn't aloud to have one. We never had a park near by, so to play in her garden was a treat. 

Any way don't worry about your energy going, because I'm sure you're not the only one.

Thanks for sharing your words and reading. Always nice to hear from you.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by celticman on

our youth is our summer with boundless energy -ah wlll. I remember it well. nicely done, jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jack,

weren't we lucky to have had those energetic childhoods? I wouldn't change them for anything.

Glad you enjoyed reminiscing down memory lane.

Thank you for the read and appreciate you letting me know you liked.

Jenny. smiley

 

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

picking up pebbles and throwing them into the sea, the days of my childhood all come rolling back to me, if only we could turn back the clock in years and relive all the laughter and tears

I can't remember the words but the song is beautiful, they say I always sang it as a little child. I'll look it up!

Keep well Jenny! Tom

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Beautiful, nostalgic words like those must be treasured. I think I'll have to look up that song too.

Thank you so much for stopping by to read Tom. It's always nice to hear others shared experiences.

You keep well too.

Jenny. smiley

P S I just looked up the lyrics to that song, I think it's by a woman named Cornelia from the late 60s.

 

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

The original lyrics are given as a comment on “thunder and tenacity” Look at the kids on the ...

https://www.abctales.com/story/nolan/thunder-and-tenacity

Nolan has some of his own words too for these lyrics right here on ABC, https://www.abctales.com/story/nolan/white-surf

Have a good week Jenny! Tom Brown