Sally Eslinger Poet Imagism

Scenes From Home

** SCENES FROM HOME **

The curtain wafts on an open-window’s breezing air, like liquid 
Blue in the room, bringing beauty with magic’s tracing

The woman with her still raining, trickling water-streams
Over her calf as she lifts her leg out of the bath

Above the call, “Daughter!” to the girl running outside, her 
Tresses and turquoise skirt flying up in a lunging wind

As a red squirrel leaps onto a chipping-painted windowsill
To dig all through a neglected flowerbox, while  he’s squawked at 
     By a blackbird, bowing over her nest, keeping watch 

Nearby  where there emanates the enchanting sound of piano
Nocturnes that the son (in rolled-up shirtsleeves) nicely plays

While a ping-pong ball rolling, clacks across the cellar floor,
 Beguilling the cat into a frenzied attempt to seize her prey

At the hallway’s end, Grandma asks a mirror about her appearance.
“Is there a flower fairy to bring a blooming loveliness to my age?”
Mirror, ready to answer, “Just look!  Radiance grows inside every day.”  
  But, the answer on-coming, found Grandma, chin-on-hand, fast asleep.


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(c) sally young eslinger 7/14-15/2023
Thanks be to God—-

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Joseph P. DiMino July 15, 2023 at 7:07 PM "At the hallway’s end, Grandma asks a mirror about her appearance. “Is there a flower fairy to bring a blooming loveliness to my age?” Mirror, ready to answer, “Just look! Radiance grows inside every day.” But, the answer on-coming, found Grandma, chin-on-hand, fast asleep." -- Divine poetry! I give it a FAV!

Speaks Volumes July 15, 2023 at 6:38 PM Putting everything you see and hear into a poem Sally, took the reader right there. This is a lovely poem, right to the end finding dear Grandma asleep. Love it.

Vijay Pandit July 15, 2023 at 5:00 PM Scenes from home come alive in this write, Sally--you painted them well through power of your pen and depth of your observations. Well done, indeed!

Bill Baker July 15, 2023 at 2:36 PM Quite the observer, Sally. Your poem was a joy to read with all of it's imagery and movemnt in it. Thanks for sharing your world with us through your poetry, my friend. Hugs, Bill