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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13 comments:
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!
This is quite wonderful!
What a nice poem :)
She seems to be quiet an inspiration, molding young minds! Great piece you've written there!
Wonderfully excellent . . . I really liked this one, can you tell!
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.
extremely moving.....great writing
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.
Strong bones are essentially for healthy growth! Lovely piece
a touching scene of a solitary soul beaming while reliving the past...nice lines
Short and sweet :)
Lynne x
I think it is a positive thing to visit old memories. It can be a most pleasant pastime really.
What a lovely poem, and how serendipitously written! :)
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