in Christmas Poems
I remember coming home from school in the middle of December
The butter was on the counter, warming up
Two aprons were draped across the backs of kitchen chairs, waiting
The cookie cutters were arranged on the table, ready to work their magic
in Sister Death Poems
Hollow knots live in my heart
Hidden where you used to be
You, the older sister, walking
Holding onto skipping me
in Life Lesson Poems
Do you feel in your heart an old wound?
That just festers and causes you pain?
Like a stone, it feels heavy and huge
Thanks for your kind words. They mean a lot to me!
Best wishes,
Virginia
in Sonnet Poems
Let's write a sonnet showing how it's done
We have our topic: that's a good first start
If not, we'd have to search a while for one
A subject that appeals to mind and heart
Thanks, Ann, for your kind comment. It means a lot as I continue my poetry journey.
in Earth Poems
I sit beside my tall and leafy friend
My back against his rough but sturdy trunk
The forest peacefulness begins to wend
Into my heart and sweeps away my funk
Thank you so much for taking the time to share your kind comment. I am new to sharing my poetry and really appreciate the encouragement!
Warmly,
Virginia
Thank you for sharing this very personal and beautifully written poem. My heart goes out to you as you cope with this "new normal." I hope you keep writing and sharing.
Best wishes,
Virginia
Thanks for your kind words. They mean a lot to me!
Best wishes,
Virginia
Your poem is so beautifully written and contains such vivid images! It takes me right back to my childhood. I can almost feel the ice crystals hitting my face!
Best wishes,
Virginia
Hi Doug!
Wow! This is a wonderful poem! I love the metaphor and imagery you use. I have discovered that some of the emotional wounds that I should have dealt with years ago got pushed to the side as I was too busy with work and with "life" to deal with them. Now that I'm retired, it seems like a good time to work on my emotional wellness, as well as find new and fun things to do like reading and writing poetry. Thank you for composing such an excellent "blueprint" for self-reinvention. It's not only a pleasure to read but great guide!
Very best wishes,
Virginia
Ann,
I love all your poems, and this one really speaks to me. You use such vivid imagery and paint a wonderful picture of what the holiday is for some while reminding us that it isn't festive for everyone, or every year. For some folks, the holidays are reminders of loss, or the realization that their "special" day will never measure up to the ideal. It is comforting to know that others out there may feel the same way. Thank you for sharing your words, your wisdom, and your heart.
Best wishes,
Virginia