'a Distant Recall'

her heart now scattered picture perfect memories a distant recall clinging to familiar things in pursuit of what makes sense
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Brown Avatar
July 21, 2011 at 7:15 AM
It is so hot here in Ohio the last few days and they say stay in if you can. Well I can and so I thought this would be a wonderful day to thank everyone for their kind comments on my poetry. So I say thank you to you for the kind words and for sharing your amazing poetry with us Wilma. Love, Carol
Maverick Avatar
July 7, 2011 at 10:21 PM
Good one Wilma..
Dufresne Avatar
July 7, 2011 at 3:50 PM
Hi Wilma, all sounds familiar somehow and natural too....... but as far as the last line .... good luck girl ...pickins are gettin' mighty slim! : ) God bless
Falotico Avatar
July 7, 2011 at 1:08 PM
Sounds like a book of my life... Your insight into your own soul is a precious gift that most are not able to see... Your an Angel in my eyes for now till """"""""...... always a hug and kiss, love Michael....
Dietrich Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 10:36 PM
wilma, this sounds like you are describing alzheimers. Did i get it right?? (well, now that I think about it, it could also be someone simply with a broken heart!) In any event, very nice, Wilma.
Hendricks Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 6:30 PM
A profound write, homegirl. Lovely and apt title, not to mention the contents. I like this muuuuchly. Hugs, Licia. xxx
Sumler Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 5:37 PM
Wow what a short touching write. Reads like a screenplay. A splendid piece indeed.
Mehta Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 2:36 PM
Very deep and creative meaningful expressions, Wilma
Zzzzz Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 1:34 PM
Quite deep. Slightly veiled and yet so vivid! Excellent!
Devonshire Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 1:26 PM
Reminds me of an elderly woman who has Alzheimer's, Wilma. She stays close to things that are "familiar" and "make sense," but sometimes rambles on about memories from youth. The stories seem to change all the time. Surely, this could be a poem about a lost love -- it just touched me in another way. Love, Carolyn
Neels Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 1:30 PM
Carolyn, I love your interpretation of it.. love, Wilma
Beadnall Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 1:02 PM
LOVE IT . And thanx for the kind comment and marking .. bless up
Sweetheart Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 12:24 PM
luv never seems to make sense Wilma especially to us women.. lovely lines capture the emotion luv.. beautiful...
Peranteau Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 12:00 PM
Awesome write dear poet! I so much love these terse writes Wilma, especially when the hold such feeling, I really enjoyed this write ! Have a blessed week...much love, james
Onclaud Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 11:55 AM
deep reflections shining through, wilms! such a com[elling tanka, i like lots! winning streaks to you! ;) huggs, nette
Brown Avatar
July 6, 2011 at 11:51 AM
Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today. I enjoyed reading it Wilma. Love, Carol
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