Janice Canerdy Poet Free verse

Daddy

In this cluttered attic of my mind,
I harbor so many memories of Daddy.
The ones that make me smile
and those that hurt are inextricable.


from "Left Behind" posted February 4, 2021


entered in the Liberum Divisa 4 Poetry Contest    placed 9th of 10
February 17, 2021

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Andrea Dietrich April 18, 2021 at 9:49 AM Back with another congrats in Greg's contest. So nice this is!

Juliet Ligon April 17, 2021 at 12:18 PM This touches my heart, and I'm sure many can relate. Congratulations!

Sam Kauffman April 16, 2021 at 11:47 AM Congratulations and a hearty huzzah on your win Janice. Wonderful description of the ambivalence, the ups and downs, the ins an outs of a parental relationship. All the pain and joy remembered then stored away. So nicely done. Blessings! Janice Canerdy April 16, 2021 at 1:15 PM Sam, thanks a million! Janice

Jennifer Proxenos February 28, 2021 at 7:30 AM My Dad was always my hero, he never hurt my feelings once in his lifetime, unfortunately my mother did, however, we always forgive, but try as I might I cannot forget! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer. Janice Canerdy April 16, 2021 at 10:17 AM Thanks so much, Jennifer. No, we don't forget. Janice

Richard Lamoureux February 25, 2021 at 1:54 PM This is very moving. All the best in the contest. Blessings Rick. Janice Canerdy February 25, 2021 at 3:49 PM Thanks so much, Rick. Janice

Catherine Deslippe February 25, 2021 at 9:18 AM Written beautifully from your heart. So many wonderful memories all from the attic.?????????? Janice Canerdy February 25, 2021 at 3:48 PM Thanks so much, Catherine. My mind is somewhat like an attic--a cluttered one! Janice

Robert Pettit February 19, 2021 at 3:29 PM Not as long, but just as good as the one written by the late Sylvia Plath. Janice Canerdy February 22, 2021 at 2:49 PM Really? THANKS so much, Robert. Janice

Sara Kendrick February 19, 2021 at 12:56 PM Reads like a good contender to me for the contest. A subject we both are familiar with because of life situations. Thanks for dropping by my page with congrats. Sara Janice Canerdy February 22, 2021 at 2:50 PM Thanks, Sara. Janice

Andrea Dietrich February 18, 2021 at 2:07 PM thanks for pointing out my mistakes in thst one poem. Really appreciated, Janice. Janice Canerdy February 18, 2021 at 6:58 PM You're welcome, and thank you, Andrea! Janice :-)

Tom Cunningham February 17, 2021 at 2:24 PM A poem that stands on its own Janice, when we delete unwanted files on our computers they're gone, shame we cant do the same with our memories. Tom Janice Canerdy February 17, 2021 at 2:57 PM Thanks so much, Tom. Janice

Andrea Dietrich February 17, 2021 at 1:19 PM a poignant excerpt you gave us from the original. Very nice, Janice. Janice Canerdy February 17, 2021 at 1:52 PM Thanks so much, Andrea. Janice