Valsa George Poet Terza Rima

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Tides of Memories

"recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, like breezes blown ..."
 Quote by _Samuel Taylor Coleridge


In twilight’s deepening silence,
I sit by my window and look outside
And see the fields of ripe paddy awaiting clearance
 
Take me to those fields where I roamed as a child!
As I move my hands through the grooves of the past,
Before me opens lovely vistas of fun filled days- wild
 
Those carefree days of childhood flitted away too soon
Without leaving much of an impact in our lives
But how I yearn now for the pleasures so fleetingly gone!
 
Before me appear the faces of all dear ones, one by one
My mother’s smiling face and the love she lavished
Whose sweet concern and sacrifice time can never outrun
 
I see the stern but caring face of my dad;
The guardian and bread winner of our home
Also the naughty faces of my siblings and their pranks mad
 
Their merry laughter made our little nest ring
And our house, always left vibrant with hurrying feet
Oh, through ether, how my thoughts merrily wing!
 
Those were days when my heart never knew any sorrow
The time I remained an alien to life’s harrowing pain
Now in the upsurge of those memories, I wallow
 
I loath to tell myself… never will come those days again
And the ecstatic joys of innocent childhood, ever retain!

October.3. 2022
Writing Challenge- Past Memories
‘T’ Forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor – Constance La France

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Bill Baker October 4, 2022 at 9:18 PM Exquisite imagery, Valsa. I too, remember those childhood times of endless joy. The fun of playing even when the prank was on me.I was always the smallest kid playing in the group, but I always felt like I had the most fun. :-) Thanks for sparking the memories for me, my friend. Godd luck in the contest! Hugs, Bill

Sotto Poet October 3, 2022 at 10:50 AM Valsa, you have captured the spirit of priceless memories in your beautifully written words. The images you communicate via your soul are filled with the loud voices of the people you care about. Best wishes for the contest.

Rico Leffanta October 3, 2022 at 10:50 AM Yes, life is wonderful until we discover how horrible other people can be! Well done on the theme! Aloha!

Andrea Dietrich October 3, 2022 at 10:41 AM Heartfelt and filled with the kind of nostalgia I also feel for my childhood. What a great form you used.

Harry Horsman October 3, 2022 at 6:46 AM Oh wow, love this journey Valsa. The sentiment as my own, the poetry superb. Valsa George October 3, 2022 at 8:36 AM It is my turn to exclaim 'Wow' for this appreciation from a great poet.Thanks a lot, dear harry. Those sweet childhood memories are deeply imprinted in my memory.

Vijay Pandit October 3, 2022 at 5:59 AM Wonderfully reminiscing in treasured memories, Valsa. Voices of the beloved resonate throughout the images you convey from your heart. Best to you. Valsa George October 3, 2022 at 8:33 AM Glad you liked my poem....dear Vijay. It adds to my inspiration.Thanks a lot .... ! Hope you get more time to write poems oftener.

Victor Buhagiar October 3, 2022 at 1:53 AM Rice is grown in Italy, but it is not as good as the Asian long grain rice. But that's all I know about rice except that it needs a lot of water. Your poem is so full of imagery. but i had to visit google pictures to get an idea of what is taking place. All in all, a precious poem. Valsa George October 3, 2022 at 4:02 AM Paddy fields are long stetches of level ground where green rice plants are grown. When they are ripe enough to be harvested, they turn golden. Once when paddy plants are removed, children play in the long and wide stretch of field. As children we used to enjoy it so much. Thank you dear Victor