Barbara Gorelick Poet Nonet

Homade Ice Cream

Memories of childhood on the porch      
   My dad bringing out the freezer             
      Milk, eggs, sugar, rock salt, ice              
         Neighbors invited                                    
            Warm night, crickets                               
               Passing bowls                                         
                 Slurping                                                  
                    Aahhhh.......

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Gerard Keogh Jr. March 21, 2010 at 3:21 PM I would film this scene in sepia and slide it slowly to Technicolor as the sun sets. This is a picture. Thank you for your kind remarks! Regards, Gerard.

Hgarvey Daniel Esquire March 19, 2010 at 3:18 PM Dear Barbara, Wow Homemade Ice Cream All I had Was "Good Humor" truck 6:45 Sharp I may try another one of this Form Superbly Wrote I didn't get my invite Guess I have to go to bed with Dry Mouth LOVE ALWAYS...HG

Carol Sunshine Brown March 19, 2010 at 11:56 AM Well the weekend is upon us and I am trying to get as many poems read as possible today as I will be gone most of the weekend from the Soup. I enjoyed reading your poetry today and I wish you a wonderful weekend filled with inspiration Barbara. Love, Carol

Mary Meade Stephenson March 19, 2010 at 10:29 AM Superbly done nonet! Brings to mind wonderful memories of childhood! Thanks so much for sharing and for taking the time to read my writes. Have a gloriously blessed day~Mary~

Carrie Richards March 19, 2010 at 8:13 AM We still do this....we have an old fashioned ice cream maker up at the cabin place...and it's a summertime memory we are making for our grandchildren...Nothing tastes better on a hot day!! Yum!! Love, Carrie

Margaret Foster March 18, 2010 at 8:15 PM Sweet memories. .. An Italian ice cream van blowing his horn. queues of children clutching a threepenny bit. another time another place... cheers Margaret

Carolyn Devonshire March 18, 2010 at 5:02 PM You sure brought back some great memories, Barbara. We made ice cream in chemistry class. Not only did we have fun, but we enjoyed hot fudge sundaes! And yes, it was a warm day so the cool treat was quite welcome by all. Love, Carolyn

Sara Kendrick March 18, 2010 at 4:49 PM I remember the homemade icecream also..But was usually in the afernoon not night..Great write with memory that should do well in the contest if an entry..Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara