A Drizzle of Memories
Sometimes when my mind is restless and stressed,
From the humdrum of the daily grind,
I feel refreshed and chilled
By a cool drizzle following a soft breeze:
A drizzle of memories from the childhood,
Soothing and calming my worn out mind
Those joyful flashes of the past I treasure.
I cherish those summer evening walks to beach
With my sister, friends and her friends much elder,
As my childhood home was just a walking distance
To the vast blue Bay of Bengal;
With stiff balmy sea breeze tousling our hair,
We used to walk barefoot along the shore,
Feeling the water over our feet and the sand
And admire and wonder at the crabs
Making their homes in wet sand, so agile!;
The fun and laughter while building sandcastles
And collecting the variety of beautiful sea shells-
I still remember one such occasions
When it started drizzling suddenly:
A soft, gentle, short summer rain,
And dancing in the drizzle became all the more fun.
Back home and after a bath, I remember
Devouring those delicious hot medu vadas,
That mom used to make for us
With her special coconut chutney;
I cherish the taste of those vadas and hot tea
That still lingers in my mouth...
Those were moments the very thought of which,
Makes me feel like dancing in joy:
For they were bounded with love, laughter and fun,
And my heart beats gently to those rhythms -
Sweet familiar rhythms of the drizzle of memories
A drizzle of memories of joy I cherish
That forever I hold dear!
Date: 04/04/2021
Submitted for: Writing Prompt - Cherish - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Note:
1. Medu Vada: Medu vada is a crispy fluffy South Indian snack.
2. Coconut chutney: Coconut chutney is a side dish accompanying a variety of Indian snacks and breakfast items.
Copyright © Anitha Jayasankar | Year Posted 2021
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