Grandmother Prose Poetry Poems

my grandma is not a grandma at all, but a glam-maw
her porch is a reflection of the beauty she gleans
healthy plants with gorgeous pink and...

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“I thought about the former days, the years of long ago.” Psalms 77:5 NIV

If you saw something beautiful in a people, a place, a thing;
If...

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Helga was from a small town – Sandwich Illinois
It used to have seven thousand people
It was down to five thousand now
She thought she knew most...

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What could I bring you Gran?
This did her heart good.
But she did not need anything.
Just come back safe, she told her grandson.

He did.
Over and over...

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Walking to the nearby plaza with my grandmother and riding on the carousel was such a special occasion. When the carousel came into view, I...

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As I sat at the table in the cafeteria I was eager to feast on the food staring at me. I was oblivious to anyone...

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they were reading our minds, grandma
who? she asked, concerned
the aliens!
The ones from planet X474Z!

She knew they were having fun with their Uncle Larry.
He had a...

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Crindolla the creep monster comes down from the Tennessee hills at night
you don’t want her wrath, she scratches and claws your good dreams away.
replacing them...

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Shelly’s family was full of claircognizant relatives.
Some were clairaudient; they could hear spirit.
Shelly did not know that was abnormal.
She had been doing that since she...

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LITTLE. ARIANNA 

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There is no greater love than this,
than that a man would lay down his life
for his friends. Jesus called me friend
long before I ever heard...

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I wish to once again see a rainbow sun.
My great-grandmother said this often.
I only saw one, she told us, just one.
But it spoke to my...

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So, Mother, where do you get all your creative ideas?

Outside, of course.
I'm not known as MotherNature for nothing
after all Earth's regeneration
is too often said
and too...

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Sheila was a princess the minute she put on the dress.
Made from blue taffeta, crisp new netting, and shiny satin.
Bodice trimmed with tiny seed pearls....

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My middle daughter texts a casual comment on a group text.
Molly wants to go to Milwaukee to see an antique store.
Store apparently has a live...

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