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Recalling Her

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Recalling Her

It is thirty six years ago, and I am with her in the garden,
where July is a picnic of egg sandwiches, cress-stippled,
fuzzy-downed peaches, yellow-tangy lemonade.
Her fingers have the delicacy of dancers
as she deftly mixes paint on a palette blue as the sky -
blobs of acrylics bright as sweet shop candies.

Summer is a sizzling colour wheel, spinning in its heat hues -
cadmium orange, pyrrole red, gold ochre -
those fever-flames that blaze across her page.

My small world is warmed by the sun in her smile.

Russian vine stitches a delicate doily over the shed roof.
The heat-glazed garden shimmers and buzzes.
There is a twilight world under sweet clusterings of lilacs:
a cool shock of shade, pendulous-legged black flies
hovering in the murky mauve.
China white stars of jasmine light my way.
Please keep me close. Let me stay.


It is twenty six years ago, a morning of mourning,
and the notes of the dead bells toll
as, mist-muffled, they roll
through November's sleet streets.

I close my eyes and the sun in her smile parts the clouds.

Sober-suited people crush and cluster in pews;
row upon row of perylene black, winter-pale faces titanium white.
Stained glass windows filter and warm the ash-grey light
until her coffin is a vibrant palette of rainbows.

There are stories - lots of stories - anecdotes,
a crimson-backed journal she wrote,
a painting she painted, coffin-propped,
a poetry reading - one of her own -
Tapestry is a wondrous thing, in it the lovely colours sing...

Creamed rice-colour roses heap sweet
on her stone - a slate plate serving up a dead name -
and carnations splash cadmium scarlet
like blood throbbing from the gash of grief's raw wound.


It is now, and I am alone, taking a short cut home
through evening's rich palette.
Elegiac elms shed viridian tears
and the sky is a burnt sienna explosion.
October's umber seeps into November's sepia tones.

My mind is coloured with her and then.
I hold a small cameo box that held
the colourful spill of her pills: kaleidoscope planets
orbiting my loneliness, spinning off into nothingness...

Dark figures fill the park: silhouettes, shadows
following me home; spirits stepped from her portraits,
faces pushed down into coat collars, crinkled with frowns.

Paint-pinned people in their primaries and pastels,
on canvas, under glass; stopped heartbeats of the past.
Trapped moments on paper and boards.

I close my eyes and see the sun in her smile,
recall how, since her passing, life has become a free fall,
a parapet leap without parachute.

And the smudged charcoals of memory
are beginning to blur, fading like her watercolours...

in memory of my grandmother

Copyright © Charlotte Jade Puddifoot

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  1. Date: 4/16/2014 2:25:00 AM
    A wonderful piece this is ^_^

  1. Date: 4/15/2014 2:16:00 AM
    This is just beautiful.... very much enjoyed

  1. Date: 4/14/2014 8:51:00 PM
    Hi Charlotte, thanks for the congrats. Congrats to you too on this big win with this great piece. !!

  1. Date: 4/14/2014 11:50:00 AM
    A "colorful" tribute to your grandmother ... a touching canvas of memories ... very well done, Charlotte! Congratulations on your top win in Christ's contest. Ruben.

  1. Date: 4/13/2014 5:55:00 AM
    Wow Charllotte ! A great write n a well deserved top win ! Congrats !!

  1. Date: 4/12/2014 11:40:00 PM
    Beautiful Charlotte. Congratulations on your win. Verlena

  1. Date: 4/12/2014 10:54:00 PM
    nice win, love ~SKAT~

  1. Date: 4/12/2014 6:30:00 PM
    I simply don't know what to say about this Charlotte...All I can come up with is congratulations. I was just going to ask you to Soup Mail me telling me who this is about until it saw at the end it was a tribute to your grandmother...I WOULD like to know how you came to have such an extensive vocabulary which serves your poetry so well...

  1. Date: 4/12/2014 6:27:00 PM
    One of your masterpieces I am seeing again, and you have more than a few of them, Charlotte. BIG congrats in chris' contest.

  1. Date: 4/12/2014 2:19:00 PM
    I so enjoyed reading this one again, I can see why it was chosen. Congratulations.

  1. Date: 2/3/2014 9:12:00 PM
    Sizzle melts into color melts into sigh. Lovely. And thanks so much for honoring me in your latest contest. Namaste ~N

  1. Date: 1/17/2014 6:25:00 AM
    Such sadness my friend from these words but still her memory carries on with these words you wrote. Thanks for sharing the heart felt piece. Your friend Michael

  1. Date: 11/11/2013 1:18:00 PM
    There are no adjectives that do this poem justice, it screams emotion--I am not quick to fav but this I must!

  1. Date: 11/9/2013 9:57:00 PM
    having a second serving of this graceful work, nostalgic and definitely engaging...grandma is proud of you, charlotte..:) huggs

    onclaud Avatar nette onclaud
    Date: 11/9/2013 9:58:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    got more?...:)
  1. Date: 11/7/2013 11:31:00 PM
    I sent a new soup mail... Jack

  1. Date: 11/7/2013 11:41:00 AM
    :) CONGRATULATIONS! Enjoyed your win............... Love ~ SKAT ~

  1. Date: 11/6/2013 7:34:00 PM
    Charlotte, nicely done.... congrats in Frank's contest.... xox~ LINDA

  1. Date: 11/6/2013 4:07:00 PM
    wowowow. Did it place first? I hope so. I would have given it first!! (well it placed, right???) I need to go see. also, will have to check out the other poem you placed near mine to see what you were talking about. Yes, I sometimes pair up my winners according to similarities.

  1. Date: 11/6/2013 9:32:00 AM
    Beautiful as always. The complexity of color, the reference to painting, the connection to love are all finely written. I'll send a soup mail later today... jack

  1. Date: 11/6/2013 8:27:00 AM
    I love how you did this, you are a gifted writer.