Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

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Carolina Allspice

once again
        memories
             of sweet shrub
                        quietly imposes
                                  its luscious scent   

red to rust
          blossoms
                 open upon
                         Carolina allspice

memories flood
            the old homeplace
                        deep in the woods
                                     with you sharing secrets  

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Howard Kerr May 3, 2026 at 10:33 PM I’m enthralled by this divine nostalgic poem. My eyes focussed firmly on the page having read this work for several moments. Superb Sara. Happy week ahead, Howard Sara Kendrick May 4, 2026 at 5:38 AM I am delighted that you were enthralled with this work, Howard. It is a memory of my nephew who was actually older than me and I playing in the edge of the woods when we were children. Some information is fictional but others true memories. Sara K

Andrea Dietrich April 22, 2024 at 6:57 PM This is really nice, Sara, especially the ending! Sara Kendrick April 23, 2024 at 3:54 AM Thank you, Andrea, just a snippet of a memory of a cousin/nephew who would come to visit sometimes. On sunny afternoons, we would go play in the woods. He is in a nursing home now and I am really not able to go visit him for several reasons. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar April 12, 2024 at 2:36 AM Splendid. I was immediately attracted to your poem and lovely picture. Sara Kendrick April 12, 2024 at 3:15 AM I am delighted that you felt it was splendid. I appreciate the time spent here. Sara K

Daniel Henry Rodgers April 11, 2024 at 5:26 PM Dear Sara, I loved this very tender journey through nostalgia, where memories bloom like Carolina allspice. Your beautiful imagery of sweet shrubs and rust blossoms evokes a sense of longing and familiarity. It beautifully captures the essence of shared secrets and the comfort found in reminiscence. I felt I was there! - Blessings, Daniel Sara Kendrick April 12, 2024 at 3:14 AM Why, thank you, Daniel. I am glad that you had the feelings of being there way back then. Sara K