Spiraling reams
taffeta orange
spun out into
ecstasy
finding
Home spun
goods a message
stitched with
love in the
past you
will
find me
Mary Janes
on tinyfeet a
ruffled dress
my grandfather
watching
over me
© December 2011 Renee Espriu
<ahref=”http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.com“> Thursday Poets Rally Week #58</a>
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An interesting writing and words
I think they may hold special memories for the writer
I wish you much love
Ian
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Thanks Ian and yes, my grandfather died before I turned three and I have one photo of us together which made me think of these words.
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I like this –
Spiraling reams
taffeta orange
spun out into
ecstasy
finding.
It gives me a fuzzy and happy feeling. 🙂
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Thank You Nel!
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awww… lovely.
I see the link to the rally..well done 🙂 the (without aterisk) Should be placed after The title of what it is so, it should be placed after #58 it closes all of the html and just leaves the title of the link showing. Hope you don’t mind me saying that.
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Thank You! I edited it out so hopefully it is now correct! 😉
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P.S. and glad you entered another one.
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Thought to try again. I am in the process of doing a portriature of my youngest daughter’s four children so have been rather busy. So, we shall see.
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love the dynamic imagery, wow.
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Thank You!
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What a lovely tribute to your grandfather.. and I like your title…Made me think of something warm and celestial ~
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Thank You so much! I think titles are a big connection to the writing of the post.
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it seems like a fast out of orbit experience, which in its purest is life anyway. It won’t slow down and you are left chasing coat tails.
Nice work.
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Life goes entirely too fast and sometimes yesterday seems a good place to be…not always, but sometimes. Thanks!
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That last stanza really got to me. I have photos (black and white) of my grandfather holding me and I had on black patent leather Mary Jane’s! Made me happy.
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Thank you Victoria! Nice to meet another Mary Jane child. I look at this old photos and hardly can believe it is me.
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I love the sound of taffeta rustling as well as its feel … reminds me of my childhood as well. One of the things I missed as a child was having a grandfather, as both of mine had passed away already … but I did have a grandmother who loved to sew and made my mom evening gowns of taffeta.
Lovely memories and tribute, Renee!!
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Thank you Becca. I only have the one old photo of me and my grandfather which gave me the idea for the post and I wasn’t quite three yet. He died shortly thereafter and my other grandfather died when I was but seven but I was fortunate to have my mother’s mother for many years. My grandmother and mother sewed everything as well. Glad you liked it.
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That final stanza is so sweet and evokes the kind of memory I think so many of us have had. Little me, big grown-ups.
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Thanks Elaine! Memories give rise to many of my writings.
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The thought of orange taffeta brings a feeling of joy…at least to me. I can remember certain special dresses that I wore as a child and still have fond memories. I too had black patent Mary Jane’s when small…that was THE shoe to wear back then.
I’m glad you have that memory of your grandfather–you were so young…
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I only have the one photo of us together and I was not quite three but when I look at it it is as though I have the memory still…even though, quite frankly, I don’t think it is there. He was but 49yrs old when he passed. My mother says I would not let anyone else take me to the bathroom so I must have loved him dearly.
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simply adorable. so very beautiful.
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Thank you! Hard to believe I wore such clothes and shoes but there you have it.
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