Fading to Sepia

From the abstract treachery to the very real cup of cold tea that anchors this piece to a truer reality, you made a cheesy subject touching in its simplicity unlike my rhyming bulls**t.

Caldwell, I'm rather partial

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2013-01-31 18:59

Caldwell, I'm rather partial to your rhyming bulls**t;-) Many thanks for your appreciation of this piece which is more than close to home. Tina

as old as our children

Permalink Submitted by moonphish on Thu, 2013-01-31 17:28

as old as our children become we never forget how fragile and dependent they were on us at birth...beautiful poem , Tina :) - alvin

Indeed we don't alvin. They

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2013-01-31 19:14

Indeed we don't alvin. They are precious times that all too quickly pass by. Thank you, again, for taking the time and trouble to read and for sharing your thoughts. I really do appreciate it;-) Tina

Thank Goodness I can't have

Permalink Submitted by Highhat on Thu, 2013-01-31 20:00

Thank Goodness I can't have babies anymore- it was lovely when you were young- yes I'd say precious moments too but lots of sleepless nights and worries. But you did capture the first minutes well Tina. ;)Pia

I know what you mean, Pia.

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2013-01-31 23:51

I know what you mean, Pia. Don't think I would have the stamina anymore. Amazing what you can cope with...when you're young;-) Pleased you could identify, however hazy those distant memories. Tina;-)

Hi Tina, you've described

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Thu, 2013-01-31 21:45

Hi Tina, you've described that special moment beautifully in this poem. A cherished memory most definitely. Jenny.

A cherished moment, indeed,

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2013-01-31 23:49

A cherished moment, indeed, Jenny. Thank you for reading and for your more than valued thoughts. Tina

new cavalcaderl Hi! Tina,I

Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on Thu, 2013-01-31 22:48

new cavalcaderl Hi! Tina,I see cherries! now. Great poem good writer,way you have captured it all,cold cup of tea.Can I say,is it sad,then maybe 2nd stanza be at the end. Am I receiving words wrong! Cherished moments. Lost all our photos of six babies in family shame. all the best julie x

Hi there, Julie. Good to

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Thu, 2013-01-31 23:48

Hi there, Julie. Good to hear from you. I guess it is sad. I was remembering the birth of Andrea, which although painful, gives me comfort, in a strange sort of way. So pleased you read this, and shared your thoughts. Hope all is well with you. Tina;-)x

new Silver-Spun-Sand Hi!

Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on Fri, 2013-02-01 10:21

new Silver-Spun-Sand Hi! Tina,yes I could feel lump in my throat,thought it must be Andrea. But the writer does it so well. Memories so precious. no not so great moment,need bit of sunshine. Daughter got antibiotics hear. Hope be back singing for pleasure next week,lot going on. High bus seats don't agree with me,if wedge down middle,and low too low. Hope all is well for you. Yes,memories experiences of life always there,aren't they so many sometimes,never mind ages aye! Great see cherries! on this very special sad poem. Just re-done profile,maybe put too much on,photo applies to dress poem. Must get back write something properly sometime,work on here you and other's astounding,I feel mine can't live up too,have to think hard. Have good week-end. Might make it 'Wheatsheaf' London next great do,waiting mine bring me. How is your garden looking,I saw in paper cover pot plant,stuff bowl paper,and put into plastic bag near top,now all red berries gone,someone bought us. So uncovered taken away balls of newspaper. Have good week-end. julie x

Hi again, Julie. Hope your

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Fri, 2013-02-01 11:15

Hi again, Julie. Hope your daughter's antibiotics work and that she is soon singing again. I also hope you have a good time at the Wheatsheaf, next week. Looking forward to reading more of your poems soon, I hope. Have a good weekend. Tina xx

Just browsing through "most

Permalink Submitted by seashore on Wed, 2013-04-24 14:09

Just browsing through "most comments" pieces, Tina and wondered how I could have missed this = then realised I was moving (yet again). Lump-in-the-throat-time.......and as I have said many times (but never too often), the way you manage to write about Andrea, so beautifully understated, is incredible. Perhaps somehow, somewhere she is guiding your thoughts, your creativity - you know what I mean. Both glad and sad I found it. Coral

Thanks, Coral. Really

Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on Wed, 2013-04-24 19:59

Thanks, Coral. Really appreciate your reading this one, and I'm so glad you shared your thoughts, and do so hope you are right about Andrea. All best wishes to you, and I hope life is treating you kindly;-) Tina

Fading to Sepia

By Silver Spun Sand

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A special memory. All the

Thank you, Rhiannon. Pleased

Poignant, lingering and

So pleased you thought so,

All my baby photos faded to

Thanks, Bee. Sometimes,

From the abstract treachery