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My Five Senses

There was a place I used to know,..
where summer evenings 
spoke in long shadows that were heard by the sun
blending dark into light
Where sweet grass,  fragrant and damp, would buckle and bend
under the weight of a child's hide and seek,
then quickly spring back, upright and sleek,
as if to experience a last moment of fun

Tonight I recall how I'd watch from the window
My face pressed intimately against the cool glass, 
while the children ran up and down the grassy knoll,
to stretch that last ray of light before it was time to come in

It was there
where perfume coming from small, sweaty foreheads
would rise to meet me, making my eyes smile, and my heart swell...
and the faint scent of childhood, mingled with the breeze 

I remember kissing salty cheeks at bath time
Stroking feathered hair that fell into lathered curls
Soon after, when nestled, blissfully clean,
swathed in contentment, between cool, crisp sheets,
they would wait for a last goodnight kiss. 
Young faces scrubbed red, and expectant
Reeking of soap, and joy, and love complete 
 
Words?….    Most of them were left, unsaid
It matters little now
We had it all back then
        for just a little while

Tonight I find myself within the nimbus of a memory,
while evening shadows tell about the laughter that is gone 
But together we will listen, as the echoes linger on...
reminding me,
of a place I used to know

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8/13/18 
Contest : Five Senses
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
January 28, 2021 at 5:29 PM
Beautiful ~ I particularly love the last two stanzas ~ I was very happy to find this awesome poem published in the 2020 PS Anthology, Carrie ~
Bennett Avatar
June 9, 2019 at 6:31 PM
What a delightful picture you have painted with your words of this write. Very nicely done.
Cornish Avatar
September 4, 2018 at 1:50 PM
Whenever I want to feel good I come to your poems. That has never changed
Kendrick Avatar
August 21, 2018 at 3:23 PM
Congrats on your winning work ..Way to go.. Sara
Sands Avatar
August 19, 2018 at 3:24 PM
Congratulations for your win. This is very good :)
Gentry Avatar
August 16, 2018 at 6:47 AM
Oh gosh! I can see why this is #1. Congratulations!! What a profound and well-written poem about our senses that also touches our emotions. Beautiful!
Haight Avatar
August 15, 2018 at 7:29 PM
Such a well-written, moving poem, Carrie. You have painted your imagery so well using 'senses' to help recall the many longed-for reminiscent scenes of dedicated motherhood followed by the inevitable empty nest, which so many of your readers can relate and empathize with. A Fave for me! And congratulations on your well-deserved First Place win! Hugs, Sandra
Rose  Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 1:30 PM
You always know how to paint with all your senses, this is no exception, congrats on your win Carrie
Canerdy Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 9:39 AM
SO lovely, Carrie! Congrats on top win. Janice
Wigley Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 8:19 AM
Congratulations, Carrie, I found this deeply moving and so beautifully put together. Well done. Viv x
Krampe Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 7:28 AM
Your poem speaks to me deeply, Carrie. Yes: "We had it all back then for just a little while" - and while it happens, we don't know how short the time will be. Congrats on your win.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 7:15 AM
A lovely write! I feel the moment sweeping over me. Congrats on your top win, Carrie!
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 14, 2018 at 7:01 AM
Congratulations on your Trophy First Place win Carrie...so deserving! Applause! : )
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 11:08 PM
When we reflect on days gone by melancholy grips the heart. Your words "what is gone....is gone" hit home with the poignancy of an empty nest...yet my grand children return me to the joys of being needed and loved again. I hope you have that too Carrie. This is a moving poem that cuts right through, composed brilliantly! xxoo ; )
Warrior Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 7:36 PM
Nicely crafted Carrie...should do well my friend...love & light...^WW^
Richards Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 7:44 PM
Thank you so much WW. Your comments are always so kind and well appreciated ! :)
Watson Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 5:05 PM
I could really relate to this nostalgic journey of the senses,Carrie. Beautifully described.
Richards Avatar
August 13, 2018 at 7:44 PM
Thank you Wendy, for stopping by my poem :)
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