Rhea Daniel Dear Poet Free verse

Destiny's Swim

Destiny ran into my room today
"Grandmother, we had such fun
Swimming and playing in the sun"
Her hair a wavy asterisk
Her lips expounding joy
The burnished bronze of her
suntan
The skip in her walk
I relished her swimming pool 
fun and her commitment
to laugh
so simply felt
I saw myself in her decades gone
and then I burned her joy in my eyes
and cherished that she came to
me to share her moment's delight

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Skat A May 7, 2016 at 2:45 AM Daniel Dear, this is an awesome poem, thank you for sharing. *SKAT*

Poet Destroyer A April 29, 2016 at 11:56 PM Rhea, Well done. Glad to read your poem today. :) Love -LINDA-

Juliane Thomas December 5, 2008 at 6:40 AM I just adore this poem...with your beautifully descriptive words, I can truly see your granddaughter in my mind. Children are such a joy. My own are nearly 18 and 15 and have become young adults, but every now and then they peek through the window of their childhoods at me. I treasure those moments! My favorite line in this poem is "Her hair a wavy asterisk"...just a wonderful choice of words! ~Juliane

Daver Austin December 5, 2008 at 4:59 AM Rhea, this is a fine poem. Why the witherawal. I will definitely read more of your work........ Thanks for reading mine. Love, daver

John Heck November 28, 2008 at 8:11 PM Dear Rhea - your destiny will always be outlined in golden stars and God's love! Miss you...and I extend to you and your loved one's an abundance of love, happinesss and a holiday season filled with joy and prosperity! Peace and warm regards always, John

Leah Yoho October 1, 2008 at 7:39 AM Hi Rhea, hope you're doing OK. Just wanted to say, thanks for the Honorable Mention you gave my poem, West Virginia, in you're contest. It's the first one I've gotten on the Soup! Love Always, Leah

Sharon Winter September 9, 2008 at 5:49 AM Hi Rhea. Hope you are feeling well. Just wanted to thank you for sponsoring the Where I'm From contest and for the honor of an Honorable Mention. You did a wonderful job of judging. That first poem is totally amazing, and I couldn't agree more with your top three choices. Thank you! Appreciate it so very much. Take care and be well. Love, Shar

Giselle Sun August 10, 2008 at 12:36 AM This is truly beautiful.

Shari Lamb July 20, 2008 at 9:23 PM The excitement and joy of this moment bounce from the lines. I know the burn--sometimes it makes me cry--with joy and with pain. Well said! Love, Shari

Farah Chamma July 17, 2008 at 1:43 PM A great write titled beautifully...Take care.. TYOne, Farah

Marycile Beer July 13, 2008 at 10:16 AM Beautiful Rhea. So full of life and truth. I am trying to renew mine by reading my novels to the nursing homes and retirement centers. I can't afford to publish all three of them and they are a series so I figure I'll let them hear it this way. I will also get paid gas milage for it also. God Bless, Cile

Daver Austin June 15, 2008 at 8:21 AM Welcome to Premium Members, Rhea. Your poem is outstanding. I should think we can look forward to some great moments. You are so imaginative and sensitive. Love, Daver

Sharon Winter June 13, 2008 at 3:24 PM Such a blessing to have your grandchild share her joy with you. Yes, I agree the line "...I burned her joy in my eyes..." is extremely powerful and touching. So extremely well expressed. Love, Shar

Kristin Reynolds June 13, 2008 at 10:05 AM ...then I burned her joy in my eyes...what a beautiful, beautiful sad-true line...awesome hun, I have been there...blessings hun, very well written memory...Kristin

Vince Suzadail Jr. June 13, 2008 at 6:44 AM Don't the make the world light up! This wss a pretty scene. God Bless. Vince

Michael Degenhardt June 13, 2008 at 6:01 AM This is lovely! So often we repeat our lives or live them for the first time through children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews. The excitement in her voice must have just made your day! A wonderful read. Michael