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Wisps of Recollections

Like wisps of soft white spores - those vague remnants - are recollections wafting through my mind - sun-gold heads of spring I no longer hold, Yet I can glimpse when they turned into fluff. I recall my young self blowing off the fluff of seeds . . . wishing time would pass quickly.

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 11/20/2023 2:55:00 AM

- Congratulations on your great Tetractys poem in Ink Empress contest, Andrea :) - hugs

Regina Mcintosh

Date: 11/19/2023 9:11:00 PM

Wonderful writing. Congrats to you and much love and best wishes for a beautiful Thanksgiving. Love to you, Gina

Eve Roper

Date: 11/18/2023 10:00:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. Funny the things we enjoyed doing when we were young. I got a dandelion puff ball not too long ago and showed my grandson, but it didn't seem to interest him.

Susan Ashley

Date: 11/18/2023 9:05:00 AM

Dear Andrea, I am enraptured by the lovely, wistful beauty of your verse as my heart and imagination relate to every poetic word. It's amazing how the concept of time morphs throughout one's lifetime. You've captured feelings of nostalgia with shining artistic finesse. Congratulations for your win in Ink's contest. Warmest wishes for a happy Thanksgiving.. ~Susan

Ink Empress

Date: 11/18/2023 3:56:00 AM

This is absolutely gorgeous dear andrea, i just love your wordplay and the way this flows with not just beautiful diction and imagery but emotions that truly is so touching and evocative, i especially love the line “ recollections wafting through my mind -sun-gold heads of spring I no longer hold” soul stirring, and “ fluff of seeds” too is beautiful. The ending touched is soul hitting, pleasure reading this take. Congratulations on your well deserved win

Gershon Wolf

Date: 11/15/2023 6:41:00 PM

'Relatable to-able,' Andrea... And now we wish we could hold on to every precious spore we so nonchalantly blew away.

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 11/15/2023 7:28:00 AM

Sweet! A melancholy air about this lovely poem Andrea. :)

Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 11/14/2023 9:32:00 AM

hi Andrea immaculate choice of words, from 'wisps of soft white spores' to 'blowing off the fluff of seeds' - 'are recollections through my mind' - 'I recall my young self' - wishing time would pass quickly. I enjoyed the comparison, very clever. Love and hugs Jennifer.

Paige Hind

Date: 11/13/2023 3:19:00 PM

Wow, Andrea! This was beautiful and left me breathless.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 11/13/2023 2:57:00 PM

this poem touched my childhood spirit as I remembered blowing the fluff balls off dandelions. Your poem touched that part of my that likes to reminisce. I, therefore, liked these lines: those vague remnants - are recollections wafting through my mind - I like to think of memories as art collections. Have to fave this one, Andrea. Have an enjoyable evening, Sara

Bill Baker

Date: 11/13/2023 1:27:00 PM

They were fun to blow on, Andrea. Your poem brought back more of my childhood memories. Thank you, my friend. Bill

Joe Dimino

Date: 11/13/2023 12:31:00 PM

Beautiful poetry, great use of words and imagery. Top Shelf! "sun-gold heads of spring I no longer hold," -- absolutely love that!

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/13/2023 11:52:00 AM

Excellent! Love the shape too! We want to grow up fast then ask time to slow down.