Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

Da's Girl

Ringleted and pink cheeked, the girl child sat,
Upon the bench next to her Da and his cronies.
The Goliaths munched greasy burgers and string fries.
Dirt smudged her upturned face.
Like the remnants of the grime covering Da's overalls.
Baseball caps and factory-embroidered jackets;
Spoke of tractor pulls and manure piles ripe for the garden.
A bunch of salt laced potatoes dangled from her mitt.
Droplets of gooey ketchup dribbled from the corner of her lip.

Uncles surrounded in a girth of love so large
And as her tiny paten leather feet touched the floor
Her hand reached for Da's and the blankie.
All was right with the world.

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Poet Destroyer A May 26, 2013 at 9:21 PM Congratulations with your Featured Poem of the week. Have yourself a beautiful Memorial Day, this Monday. God bless * Always~ LINDA

Donna Jones May 25, 2013 at 9:08 PM Now this sounds like a poem for the home contest....great Debbie...

Karen Anglesey May 25, 2013 at 10:37 AM Captivating story laced with exceptional imagery. Found this featured on the home page. Your descriptive talent is like a painting :)

Daver Austin May 20, 2013 at 3:15 PM As a depression child this is a picture I'm familiar with. Congrats on the selection. Love, daver

Andrea Dietrich December 7, 2012 at 11:20 PM this is PRECIOUS. I like this kind of poem from you that I found way back at the very first page of yours, number 30. About my fond memory poem, it was not about hubbie. are you kidding? It was just pure fantasy, sadly that's all.

Carrie Richards December 11, 2008 at 8:05 PM I agree with Amy's comment. that last two lines are gems. Reminds me of our little grand daughter, and her Grandpa..my husband. Her blankie and her Grandpa are her two favorite things in the whole world. Just as you described in this touching sentiment. Lovely sweet poem! Touched me!~ Carrie

Maryam Jameela Haniff December 11, 2008 at 3:06 PM lovely poem, heart felt too, [u got me wrong my mom still does that lol]......always Maryam

Amy Swanson December 11, 2008 at 1:02 PM What a sweet memory! A joy to read. This was my favorite line, leaves you with a feeling of warmth and happiness: "Her hand reached for Da's and the blankie. All was right with the world." Beautiful. God bless, Amy :)