Michelle Faulkner Poet Couplet

The Lady Down the Lane

The lady down the lane
Kept daisies by her windowpane

Clad in sun splashed coveralls
Her hair, a silver waterfall

Proudly she wore her bluebell bonnets
As she composed her floral sonnets

We would smile a shy hello
Her name, I never got to know

Now - dusty silence coats her stair
The bones of color, stripped and bare

Abandoned seedlings, parched segments
So largely felt, those little dents

A 'For Sale' sign sits on the lawn
I guess seasons - and gardens - move on

Yet, sometimes I see, through stained-glass rain
Daises by her windowpane.

3/20/20

For 'The Lady Down the Lane' contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish

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Jc Hawkens March 31, 2020 at 8:05 AM Yet, sometimes I see, through stained-glass rain. Daises by her windowpane. Sometimes memories that we fondly remember are rarely what we expect. Your poem is a beautiful example of this. Your poem was indeed a delight. Congratulations on your well-deserved placement. JC Hawkens Michelle Faulkner March 31, 2020 at 6:33 PM Your comment is a delight to me, thank you!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 30, 2020 at 8:02 AM That gave me goosebumps, "through stained-glass rain" just gorgeous. Congratulations on your win! xomo Michelle Faulkner March 30, 2020 at 4:03 PM What a great compliment, thank you Maureen!

Connie Marcum Wong March 29, 2020 at 11:51 PM This wonderful poem has an air of mystery about it Michelle. I loved it! Congratulations on your win! : ) xxoo Michelle Faulkner March 30, 2020 at 4:02 PM Much appreciate it, thank you, Connie

Wendy Watson March 29, 2020 at 3:12 PM 'Her hair, a silver waterfall' - what a beautiful line and the whole poem was a pleasure to read, Michelle. Michelle Faulkner March 29, 2020 at 6:54 PM I am flattered, thank you for commenting, Wendy-

Mark Koplin March 22, 2020 at 8:09 PM So beautiful! Great poem! Michelle Faulkner March 29, 2020 at 6:54 PM Thank you, Mark

Gershon Wolf March 21, 2020 at 10:50 PM So touching. Everything about it so literarily infused. Love it, Michelle! :) gw Michelle Faulkner March 21, 2020 at 11:20 PM I am touched you like it, gw!

Jennifer Proxenos March 21, 2020 at 1:01 PM This poem is a treat to read Michelle, a cute poem about the Lady Down the Lane. Sad as she is gone but your beautiful imagery is remarkable! best wishes my friend - Blessings Jennifer. Michelle Faulkner March 21, 2020 at 11:22 PM Thank you kindly, Jennifer, hope you and your family are all OK. Jennifer Proxenos March 21, 2020 at 1:02 PM Be well and safe! xxx

Sandra Adams March 20, 2020 at 9:16 PM such a beautiful vivid write...I could picture her and the scene... wonderful ending lines.... best wishes in the contest! hugs and blessings Michelle Faulkner March 21, 2020 at 11:21 PM Much appreciate it, Sandra-

Anne-Lise Andresen March 20, 2020 at 2:00 PM - Beautifully written, Michelle :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - Have a nice and safe weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Michelle Faulkner March 20, 2020 at 3:05 PM Thank you, Anne-Lise, stay safe!

Arturo Michael March 20, 2020 at 1:39 PM Nice one...Mrs. Silver Waterfall is gone, but through the rain you can see fresh daises by her windowpane Michelle Faulkner March 20, 2020 at 3:04 PM Thank you for commenting, Arturo-

Rico Leffanta March 20, 2020 at 1:10 PM Well scribed! It so aptly describes old Lizzie Gale who lived down our lane! Aloha! Rico Michelle Faulkner March 20, 2020 at 3:03 PM Glad it reminds you of your neighbor - thanks for commenting!