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Picture taken by my friend Cyndi Leos....thank you Cyndi.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Magpies and Other Thoughts...

Magpie #63
Photography by Tess Kincaid atLife At Willow Manor
Writing/Poetry challenge Magpie Tales

Childhood

Isn't it scrumptious
the way an object,
a smell or a sound
transports 
in a magical time machine
back to childhood?
Images, memories, colors
encompassing,
capsulizing
in the most unique,
captivating, kaleidoscope of
day dreams...

~dkb~


Photography by Mari at 365 Days

Aging in Grace...

I am like an old barn
standing quietly,
unobstrusively
on the side
of a less traveled road.
A "diamond in the rough"
surrounded by prosperous
acreage of family and friends...
Surveying and observing
 from my dormer windows
of unique viewpoint,
 stored with memories
and wisdom...
Green pastures of a full life
fill me with experience
 solid structure
and contentment.
I've learned upkeep
is far more crucial
than a eye catching coat
of red paint...
Don't mistake my moss covered
roof as idle folly;
I may be settled with roots
but still yearn to learn
and be of good service.
My weather worn exterior,
having stood the test of time,
is not inconsequential
suitable, only for shelter...
I was built within
a formable generation
with great worldly presence.
Valued and appreciated
by family heritage,
proud to call home 
this family land
where in God, we trust...

~dkb~

17 comments:

Mari said...

I love both of these! It's so true that certain things or smells bring you right back to childhood. You pulled so much out of that barn pic and really gave it a personality!

Rinkly Rimes said...

The word 'scrumptous' transports us back to childhood immediately. And your'barn' poem is full of atmosphere.

versebender said...

Loved both of these. The first is so true, it's amazing how the littlest thing can send you back. As to the second...what a fabulous metaphor! It is one thing to have a good idea...and quite another to execute it so well. Vb

DJan said...

Being compared to an old barn, that is quite unique, I think, Donna. Your weather worn exterior is definitely worth more than just shelter. :-)

Thanks for the poetry.

That corgi :) said...

I liked these, Donna, but especially the old barn one, wonderful metaphors used by you!! hope you had a great Easter and your dad is doing okay!

betty

Ann Grenier said...

These poems make lovely companions, what a creative idea. Lighthearted childhood and solid, salt-of-the-earth old age reflecting all of the values we seem to have misplaced somewhere along our road to success in America.

Isabel Doyle said...

scrumptious indeed!

honeyhaiku said...

Love the juxtapose of youth and age in these poems.
Thank you for the share.

Helen said...

Both poems .. lovely. I hope I never lose the ability to be transported back to childhood - simply by experiencing colors, images, smells, sounds.

Steve Isaak said...

Enjoyable, solid work.

Reflections said...

Both fabulous pieces... I just love how moments, scents, scenes can take us back to another time.

And 'Aging in Grace' - super dynamics to this one. Great reverence felt here.

Jinksy said...

Don't mistake my moss covered
roof as idle folly;

hehehe! I'd say the same about my head!

Lolamouse said...

Great poems! I too was transported back to childhood as soon as I saw the kaleidoscope. Thanks for visiting my blog.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

I love both of these!

Anna :o]

Tumblewords: said...

Truly wonderful pieces. The barn works so well for metaphor. It looks very human-like!

Jingle Poetry said...

eloquent and witty piece.
thanks for making a lifeless subject to life.

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