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THE WICKER BASKETS

The Wicker baskets Rooster crackled, fresh new day! Sun arose planting gentle kiss on the Earth's fore-head.... A cottage in the woods stood elegant Lilted the cool breeze outside so pleasant! Woke her child this mother, filled with zest A long embroidered green skirt , made of flax this mother had draped... Adorned her neck, chains of coloured beads and stones Dusky beauty she was tall and fabulous lovely eyes and headgear made her look more gorgeous Her little child of six opened her tiny eyes Sprang up from the bed and hugged her mother with warmth Packed with tubers ,fruits ,water and sharpened sickle they set deep into the woods in search of willows best Mother guided, child diligently obeyed ....who in her mother, saw the Queen of the woods! After hours of toil best quality reeds selected brought them back home and put to dry in shade From the already dried heap of weeks before both set to work displaying their skill at best.... with secateurs and knives and best willows, nimble fingers played designs best of both stakes best aligned and the perfect slath followed...Weaving at its best continued... Expertise Mother taught, the child followed.... By the fall of evening, ten attractive baskets with well bent handles were all ready for sale, at a fair in the neighbouring village..... Smile of satisfaction on both faces lit Mother thanked and hugged her child Cuddled and kissed her while she said... With little bucks we make I 'll buy...... new velvet cloth with glittering mirrors and stitch for my princess , a new birthday dress!! © Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015

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Date: 8/19/2015 7:04:00 PM
This is beautiful, Anu. Reminds me somewhat of my mom's stories about her childhood memories where she would harvest rice with her own mom, full of dreams for days to come...but granny died months before my mom turned 13...and her ambition to be a lawyer died too... :-(
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Anulaxmi Nayak
Date: 8/19/2015 10:42:00 PM
Dear Kim, Its always a honour to have your feedback on my poems....thank you so much :-) This was my imaginative write but you found your Mom's real life story....How our parents have spent their life full of struggle and enriched experience....and how our dreams in life sometimes have to be sacrificed....due to circumstances...several such thoughts...agree with you dear, take care love, Anu:-)
Date: 8/17/2015 11:07:00 PM
Wonderfully penned a beautiful story of a mother & child. Enoyed it thoroughly... Love, Bobby
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Anulaxmi Nayak
Date: 8/17/2015 11:14:00 PM
Dear Bobby, thank you for stopping to read my poem and for your great feedback:-)thanx again...love, Anu:-)
Date: 8/17/2015 6:45:00 PM
Such beauty in this tender write ... Your story told with such vivid images. Love the versatility in your writing ... A gift Anu and you share this with us.7...Bev
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Anulaxmi Nayak
Date: 8/17/2015 11:11:00 PM
Dear Bev, thank you so very much dear for visiting my poem and for your beautiful appreciative words...and for the 7! loved it all...happy happy happy.....take care.love, Anu:-)
Date: 8/17/2015 5:00:00 AM
A plethora of images arranged in perfect harmony creating thus a superb painting of words! Beautiful dear, Anulaxmi. A seven!
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Date: 8/17/2015 5:09:00 AM
Dear Demetrios, thank you so much for stopping to read my poem and your beautiful words of appreciation:-)These words of yours made my day:-)thanks again......love, Anu:-)