To Have Known You

Gold cherry

By skinner_jennifer

Thu, 21 Jan 2021
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17 comments
 

Dear diary: after dreaming

of a friend I once knew,

this memory of 1972 came back to me.

 

Monday 11th January 2021.

 

 

Long lost friend

I dreamed

of you last night,

we never spoke...

but when I awoke

for a moment

I was back there,

 

recalling our nomad

time together

if just for a while,

living on mushrooms

and blackberries one

very long hot summer,

 

feeling wet sand

beneath our feet:

you skimming pebbles

while I watched on

unaware of others chatter;

 

blissful eyes remember

that cheeky smile,

when a new

adventure danced in

your intrepid mind,

 

I too felt your elation

at teenage adulation;

we had all the time

in the world with no

care at what lie ahead,

 

this girl always felt secure

marooned with you:

we'd cast all our cares away,

though roads were long

distance never mattered,

when young there's always

a brand new day to take us away.

 

Slip of stone pillows

for our sun kissed heads,

perched on rock formation

sealed by the sea

so gracefully calm,

 

a sky full of hope for

that summer was long,

optimistic under canvas

our escapism would surge

like flow of tide.

 

Then after dark when

friends ran wild:

sessions of music

played in our heads,

 

powered by gifted

charismatic voice

that shone like

candlelight...intoxicating

as consuming a fine red wine.

 

But now those memories

are just a vapour trail

lost in the mists of time,

savage crumbling of

places where we'd gather,

years of progress means

they've vanished forever,

but not forgotten by me.

 

 

 

Image: Wikimedia Commons

Certificate PG
Poem
Travel
Biography
Love
Journal
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

interesting dream, Jenny. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jack,

this wasn't a dream, it was an experience back in 1972 when I was a teenager and life was for living. The only part of the dream was the friend coming to me in the dream and reminding me of what a great summer we had.

Thank you for reading.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

No idea where the friend is now, or life since that time? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by marandina on

Dreamy nostalgia within wonderful words

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I just got back from doing the weekly shop which has now become an outing. What a lovely surprise to come home too. The cherries have cheered me up. smiley Thank you so much and I'm glad the editor enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon, no I never kept in touch with anyone from those times, we all seemed to go our own ways. I do know that one of them sadly past away about four years ago, it was such sad news because we really got on well, but thankfully I have my memories.

Thank you for comment and reading.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Paul,

that's so kind of you to say. I did some really deep thinking to come up with the right words to describe my feelings, poetry has never come easy for me, but I too was pleased with the way it turned out and so chuffed to recieve cherries.

Thank you for reading and leaving a lovely comment.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by sean mcnulty on

This is our Facebook and Twitter Pick of the Day.  Please share and retweet.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Sean,

What a wonderful surprise. Thank you so much for the gold cherries and pick of the day. This means so much to me. I love the picture too, reminds me of those long ago days. Thank you again.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

A lovely nostalgic poem, Jenny. Memories can be so precious, and I enjoyed reading about these. 

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Richard, it's lovely to hear from you, hope you and yours are keeping well. Yes you're so right, memories can be precious. I'm glad you liked reading about mine and thank you for letting me know.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Mark Burrow on

Really enjoyed this remembrance of things past. I liked how the cadence repeats the way memories move through the mind. Well deserved PoD. 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

thank you so much for reading Mark. I'm so pleased it worked for you and I appreciated your thoughts.

Thank you again.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Hades502 on

It only seems I get to one or two of yours on days I publish one of mine. I will try to get on here one day and and only read, without writing. Another good one, Jenny

GGHades502

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

That's so kind of you to say GGHades502, I completely understand and think it's the same for most writers trying to juggle reading and writing.

I appreciate you reading whenever you can and your thoughts are always welcome.

By the way, glad you enjoyed this poem.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

I really enjoyed reading this. And have shared that same sort of experience, dreaming of a long ago time with friends, many no longer alive, but still alive and valued in my memory and dreams. 

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

it's strange when we connect with the past and know that although we've aged, we still feel the same way we did back then inside, the body ages but the soul still remains the same.

Glad I could take you back to your own past and thank you for reading and letting me know.

Jenny.