Kash Poet Poet Pantoum

My Grandpa's Specs

As I remember Grandpa's face
the thing that comes first to my mind
his rimless specs with thick lenses
it was a unique thing of its kind.

The thing that comes first to my mind
his hanging specs at tip of his nose
it was a unique thing of its kind
at its place even with eyes closed.

His hanging specs at tip of his nose
always there throughout the day
at its place even with eyes closed
"precious thing" he used to say.

Always there throughout the day
it was frequently forgotten by him
"precious thing" he used to say
creating chaos with his scream.

It was frequently forgotten by him
his rimless specs with thick lenses
creating chaos with his scream
as I remember Grandpa's face.





© 2011 kashinath karmakar(31st July 2011)
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Placement:3rd; (August 2011)

Contest:Memories of Grandma/Grandpa or both

Sponsor:Carol Brown

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Margaret Foster August 28, 2011 at 8:36 PM Precious memories, makes me wonder what my grandchildren will remember about me, nice things I hope. I love this form and you did it so well. thank you for sharing your grandpa. regards Margaret

Andrea Dietrich August 18, 2011 at 10:34 PM Kash, about what you just said, Unfortunately I DO!!!! (one time I woke my own self up!) Hubbie does too. My whole family snores!

Jack Horne August 9, 2011 at 3:25 PM Lovely nostalgic write, Kash

Nette Onclaud August 2, 2011 at 1:27 AM ohhh, you "done" it again, kashi...heaps of congrats on your amazing award!! :) huggs!

Andrea Dietrich August 2, 2011 at 12:39 AM well, I thought this was very interesting, Kash. Glad to see you got it into the contest, looks like just in time too!! I left ya a soupmail. Luv, Andrea

Dr.Ram Mehta August 1, 2011 at 9:12 PM My congratulations on the third place win in the contest of carol, kashinath

Constance La France August 1, 2011 at 8:57 PM A beautiful and touching poem, Kash, I have my Grandpa's specs, actually, I keep them in a little box of memories, I was very close to my Grandpa. so I loved your poem, and a big congratulations to you, and thanks for your ever comments on my poetry~~

Elizabeth Wesley August 1, 2011 at 8:51 PM I had one of those precious grampas too. They looked different in those days than now. Enjoyed this sweet verse.

Caryl Ramsdale August 1, 2011 at 6:39 PM A winning congratulations! Caryl

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 1, 2011 at 3:21 PM Congrats Kash on a splendid third place win with this wonderful poetry ..a true treasured piece my friend...luv..

Carol Sunshine Brown August 1, 2011 at 2:59 PM Congratulations on your placement in my latest contest Kashinath. It was very hard choosing the placements as I loved them all. Have a wonderful week. Love, Carol

Zzzzz Zzzzz August 1, 2011 at 2:33 PM Lovingly written, and nicely flowing piece. Good luck in the contest. xoxo Robert.

Joseph Osita August 1, 2011 at 1:14 PM A nice tribute to your Grandpa. Best wishes in the contest!

Nette Onclaud August 1, 2011 at 9:55 AM how tender the way you use specs to underscore loving memories of your gramps, kashi.. a winner, whoo!!..come visit..:) huggs, nette

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 31, 2011 at 8:59 PM giant memories of Grandpa Kash and such a delight to know the bond between u both..good luck in the contest..luv..

Dr.Ram Mehta July 31, 2011 at 8:53 PM Lovely entry with the fond memories, kashinath

Carolyn Devonshire July 31, 2011 at 4:42 PM Very sweet poem about your grandfather's glasses, Kash. It's easy to forget they're there. I have two pairs -- one for reading and one for driving. When I drive to a store, I usually forget to take off the distance glasses and can't see anything up close. You really do pantoums well, my friend! Great entry for Carol's contest. Love, Carolyn

Debbie Guzzi July 31, 2011 at 4:22 PM It's amazing how often we loss our glasses inour hair, on our nose, in the front of our shirts LOL...AGE! Nice write! Light & Love

Sara Kendrick July 31, 2011 at 2:48 PM Good luck in the contest with this one about the grandpa that needed those glasses to seen things up close..I bet that he read some and read his "Bible" with those glasses at the end of his nose..I am glad that I chose this one to read this afternoon..Sara

Nette Onclaud July 31, 2011 at 1:27 PM hmmm, now you got me really interested, kashi.. go!... come and visit! :) huggs!