Remembering

By skinner_jennifer

Wed, 04 Oct 2017
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Photo is my own

 

 

 

Dry and still is the day

as I slowly slip away,

coaxing leaves that

crunch beneath my boots,

 

damp air convinces me

it's early morning dew

that specks each uneven,

rambling blade of grass.

 

Saying farewell to summer's

throng of blooms that flourish,

remembering Sweet Williams;

fragrance flirting with each breath,

 

roses delicate scent carried on breezes

around a wooden framework winding;

soothes...enriches all fond memories,

giving of uncomplicated simpler times.

 

 

 

 

Certificate U
Poem
Scrap Book Of Memories
Spiritual
Nature
Love
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by airyfairy on

A lovely feeling of autumn approaching, but summer still lingers.  Time passes for all of us, good memories help to keep the present sweet.  

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Lovely memories of summer displays are so much more three-dimensional than photos, and with scent and touch linked and remembered. I appreciated your noticing the dew drops on each blade of grass - frost needle patterns soon! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

What great memories of summer with autumn just around the corner your poem conjures up Jennifer. My wife's favourite flower is the rose. I like the way you walk us through the early morning dew (my favourite time of day) and indeed "uncomplicated simpler times"

Edward

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you for reading airyfairy,

I'm in a nostalgic mood at the moment, so I'm looking back on childhood memories and remembering the carefree times.

My dad was so clever at creating new things and could turn his hand to most everything. He transformed what was a garden of long grass, into something amazing. The garden of course went through so many changes, dad could never stop developing.

Any way I'm glad you enjoyed reading.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

I'm making the most of Autumn at the moment, because like you said Winter's just around the corner.

We've been having such nice weather here, it's been a pleasure to get out and walk around. I'm managing to get down the garden without sticks now, so I'm really pleased, though I still need one when I'm out on the pavements.

My dad and mum had green fingers and both had a passion for growing flowers, though my dad was more into his vegetables and would spend hours tending the soil.

I'm happy you liked this piece and many thanks for letting me know, much appreciated.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Edward,

your wife has good taste in flowers. The rose was my mum's favourite flower, she would spend hours tending to them and dead heading, she even had some originals that had the most amazing fragrance...unbelievably beautiful flowers they were.

Thank you for sharing your thoughts on my poem and I'm glad you enjoyed.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by peterelbee on

I like the way you speak so fondly of summer's passing, but there is beauty to be seen in every season; winter with its ranbows, Spring fills the air with newly born creatures and Autumn carpets the earth with golden leaves. 

Thank you for posting this.

Peterelbee 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there and thank you for stopping by to read my poem. The photo above is of our garden back in the early 1960s and I would have been about ten or eleven. Summer was always rich in colour with all the flowers my dad planted and also the vegetable plot my dad tended. We were lucky enough to have woods at the bottom of the garden which meant a lot of fun summers out doors.

Now though, I'm like you and much fonder of the Autumn, Winter and Spring and prefer to walk around in cooler conditions, unlike when I was young and loved the warmth of the sun...a real sun worshipper.

I appreciate you stopping by to read and glad you liked.

Thanks again.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

I decided to start reviewing on your saved "memories". This is a lovely poem, where the reader can hear and see and remember. 

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

I'm so glad you decided to read some of my older writings, it gives me a chance to look back.

I really do appreciate you taking the time to read my work and glad you liked.

Many thanks.

Jenny.