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Wandering Soul

A speckle of light appears in the dark barely visible to eye sight it is always there. I think it is my grandmothers wandering soul here for some purpose what for I don't know. I can still feel her presence like she'd never left I can still smell her essence still feel her warm breath. She speaks to me at night while I rest in bed replaying old home movies, memories in high def..... I miss her so much so much I can't bear. I miss listening to her stories while she brushes my hair. She's a ghost wandering aimlessly with unfinished business to redeem and when her time expires, I'll again wish her godspeed. Jared Pickett 3/3/2010 Asavvy1

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Joyce Johnson

Date: 3/30/2010 5:30:00 PM

I have been reading through your poetry and came to this one which I truly relate to. Great poem. Thank you Jared for picking my poem as one of the top ten in your contest. It was a fun one. Love, Joyce

Kirsten Gregory

Date: 3/12/2010 11:57:00 AM

It has good flow. and its very touching =]

Marty Owens

Date: 3/11/2010 8:16:00 PM

Wonderful write...It broke my heart when my grandmomma passed. She knew that she would be leaving because she called me and my brother to come see her a few days before she left and told us to be good boys...Life was never the same when she left Enjoyed your poem...Marty

Colleen Bono

Date: 3/9/2010 12:09:00 PM

This is awesome.I really enjoyed reading it.Hope all is well with you.

Dean Masciarelli

Date: 3/8/2010 4:46:00 PM

Hi Jared This poem really touched me today because it brought back memories of my mom when she was still alive and even after she earned her wings so she could soar and fly.,Thank you for sharing your heart strings through your soul prints in poetry with all of us here in the poetry community because I thoroughly enjoyed my visit today.Please stop by and read (The empty chair next to your bed) Because I think you may appreciate it as much as I have appreciated this poem, God bless you, Dean

Iolanda Scripca

Date: 3/6/2010 9:59:00 PM

Hi, Jared. Beautiful poem! I guess both our grandmas will live in our memory. Check my poem "Vist to Grandma" on my web site under poetry: www.scripca.com and read my memory of my sweet grandma. All the best, Iolanda

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 3/6/2010 8:58:00 PM

U on vacation sweetheart? "Sweetheart"

Gert W. Knop

Date: 3/4/2010 7:07:00 AM

Very nice written piece of poetry, Jared! When my grandfather died in 1951, there was abutterfly leaving the room and it was in Decembr, so always when I see a certain species of butterflies they remind me of my grandpa...Thank you for your comment, my friend and have a good week!...Gert

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/4/2010 3:55:00 AM

Dear Jared,i have one grandma still alive,yet i have another grandma which i never seen,She died at 37 years old,She was a beautiful woman,always with a smile and loving eyes..Everynow and then i do feel her soul around me and evrynow and then i can feel her smile.Tnks for reviving the flame for my grandma,Im sure She s very proud of you..and yes She is there..beautiful..Charma

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 3/4/2010 3:54:00 AM

I am so happy your poetry is among the poetry I am reading this morning Jared. I wish you a day full of love and inspiration. Love,Carol

Margaret Foster

Date: 3/3/2010 10:46:00 PM

She is keeping an eye on you I think. I hope when I am gone my grandchildren will remember me as fondly. well written Jared, nice flow....cheers Margaret

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 3/3/2010 7:16:00 PM

Jared, this is tremendous. A fav for you!! LUv, Andrea

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 3/3/2010 7:03:00 PM

Whoa! luv this .. I had a special Grandmom too and she did raise me into the woman I am today along with my Mom of course... a brilliant write tonight my friend Jared... spiritually mystical.. if that is possible.. glad u liked my poetry today.. u missed reading Destiny and Hallowed Heart.. u might like.. luv.. "Sweetheart"

Carrie Richards

Date: 3/3/2010 2:18:00 PM

This could be my own poem....those feelings of my grandmother watching over me...the feel of her touching my hair with that loving hand. Nicely written, tender and sweet. Love, Carrie.....ps...many many thanks for reading and kindly commenting on several of my poems recently. It means a lot to me! :)

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 3/3/2010 11:20:00 AM

enjoyed reading today, hope you are well. sorry for your loss, I miss my gandparents too. they showed me their faith and love.

Daniel Mcgraw

Date: 3/3/2010 10:53:00 AM

Great writing skills, Jared. Keep up the great the great work. -Daniel

Deirdre Omaidin

Date: 3/3/2010 10:49:00 AM

nice piece of work here,lovely memories of times gone by. Thank yuou for noting my Limerick. Regards: Déirdre Ó Maidín

Sara Kendrick

Date: 3/3/2010 10:39:00 AM

Get the impression that there was a special bond between you two. We never forget those special relationships for they linger within our spirit forever. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara

Skat A

Date: 3/3/2010 10:39:00 AM

Very good indeed I my self Love to feel the presence of my mother who is no longer with me.. I take my self deep into the wondering world where I can feel her touching me from time to time...Enjoyed reading

Tobey Hill

Date: 3/3/2010 10:36:00 AM

really nice write Jared...There are many times, I feel my grandfather nearby...a constant guiding light..TAH

Simone Segal

Date: 3/3/2010 10:35:00 AM

A great poem, enjoted, i mean enjoyed, by Simone