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Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Poets United Women

I have many woman I respect and have influenced me greatly.  Some of them are in blog land.

I wrote this in the middle of the night not knowing this prompt was next.


SISTER MINE

The bones of her birthday dinner
Still lay on the plate

A teacher by trade
She molded young minds

Isolated by weather and time
She sat visiting old memories

The bones of the past resurfaced
And she smiled.

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14 comments:

Susan said...

I enjoyed this poem bone to bone. And then I wondered what she did with her students ... Ha Ha. I see that you admired this sister!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is quite wonderful!

Eva Ason said...

What a nice poem :)

M.Z said...

She seems to be quiet an inspiration, molding young minds! Great piece you've written there!

Lynne said...

Wonderfully excellent . . . I really liked this one, can you tell!

Sandra said...

so did she have fish or chicken or pork chops for her birthday dinner? i am busy trying to think what bones she had left.. great poem and you wrote it before the prompt.

Linda Wildenstein said...

extremely moving.....great writing

Gabriella said...

Interesting that you wrote before you knew about the prompt! As a teacher myself, I wonder what your sister taught and whether you showed her your poem.

Jae Rose said...

Strong bones are essentially for healthy growth! Lovely piece

Sumana Roy said...

a touching scene of a solitary soul beaming while reliving the past...nice lines

Sketching with Dogs said...

Short and sweet :)
Lynne x

Mary said...

I think it is a positive thing to visit old memories. It can be a most pleasant pastime really.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

What a lovely poem, and how serendipitously written! :)

Loredana Donovan said...

Lovely imagery in this, so emotive :)

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