L Milton Hankins Poet Quatrain

Particles of Dust

Small particles of dust leisurely float in the rays,
[Bright sunshine glancing through a curtained windowpane]
Settle gently to the floor, their origins hard to explain,
We ponder the beginning and the ending of our days.

Our lives slowly drift homeward like those particles of dust,
Leaving behind lingering memories of discarded stuff,
Telling us to give them up; surely, surely enough is enough.
Time passing, our treasures become orange-stained, like rust.

A sudden loud knock at the door--a grandchild breezes in
Bright, lovely, and excited with invigorating cheer;
Renews our feeling we had a fine reason to be here,
And wondering what it would be like to start all over again.

FIRST PLACE WINNER
March 7, 2021
Brian Strand's "All Yours"
March 27, 2021

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Kim Merryman March 28, 2021 at 7:18 PM Grandchildren are great motivators to keep going. Congrats on your win, Milton! Blessings, Kim M L Milton Hankins March 28, 2021 at 7:45 PM Thanks, Kim. Yes, indeed, they are!

Robert Pettit March 28, 2021 at 12:47 PM Brian made a good choice as a winner in his contest with this splendid entry. Congratulations! L Milton Hankins March 28, 2021 at 5:01 PM Thanks so much, Robert. It is generally all quiet on the western front until a grandchild pops in!

Caren Krutsinger March 11, 2021 at 11:15 PM "A sudden loud knock at the door--a grandchild breezes in" I love the way this poem took off on a run at this point! I have 10 grandchildren and pictured one specific one! L Milton Hankins March 12, 2021 at 10:08 AM Thanks, Caren. I live too far from my grandchildren, but they stay in touch. I miss living close to them like I did my grandma.

Vasco Ludovice March 8, 2021 at 2:58 PM So beautiful your poem! I really love the way you write with the imagery style. It's like we were watching a small scene of a movie where we could feel the emotions and see the metaphors! L Milton Hankins March 8, 2021 at 3:44 PM Thanks so much, Vasco. Your thoughts were so meaningful to me.

Marcela Proust March 7, 2021 at 7:36 PM Your words are sad. My poetry is just messing with minds, but yours is very mindful. After reading this I feel like not submitting any more. I'm simply playing a mind game, where your words hopefully are making a difference; at least a difference to me. I know I never expected PoetrySoup viewers to admit that they had read my poems, so at first it was great that I saw their views; but after reading this poem I want to read their comments as well but know they never will admit reading mine THANKS L Milton Hankins March 7, 2021 at 9:33 PM Marcela, I have read several of your poems and found them very interesting. Keep writing; we'll keep reading. Thanks so much for your kind words about my pieces.

Regina Mcintosh March 7, 2021 at 2:14 PM I absolutely adore this one, friend. It's gorgeous and glorious! A wonder and wonderful. So lovely. God bless you with many more. Love, Gina L Milton Hankins March 7, 2021 at 4:21 PM Aw, thanks, Gina. I enjoyed writing it. Glad you liked it!

Susan Ashley March 7, 2021 at 12:38 PM Dear L MILTON, the last line of your exceptional soul searching poem grabbed my heart. I find myself thinking about the very same subject and I am about to post a poem (as soon as I title it) about my arrival at the same thought, as contemplated by seeing myself in my (young adult) child; “wondering what it would be like to start all over again.” I enjoyed your deep, sensitive and thought provoking poem. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan L Milton Hankins March 7, 2021 at 12:57 PM Well thanks, Susan. I'm glad you found it meaningful and could relate to it. I look forward to reading your poem. I'll look for it in New Poems.