The Blueberry Fields / Poetry About The Death Of A Loved One
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- Faces Of Death Animal Attacks / Tiger Escapes From Cage
- Dad/ Love Is Sometimes Sad Poems
- The Blueberry Fields / Poetry About The Death Of A Loved One
- A Valentine From A Very Old Man / A Love Poem
- September and the End of Flight
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This is poetry about the death of a loved one. In this case it is my mother who died in 1992. I was taking photos of the James River one day and went back home to get warm and look at them. It was a very peaceful time and as sometimes happens I began to write. The bushes along the river reminded me of something long ago. . .
Mother
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They left you on a shelf
Beneath the bricks and a cloudy sky
As we waited for your date with a field of grass.
The gentleman who dressed you was nice enough
And he rolled you out when I arrived to say “Good-bye”.
You rested in the center of the room
As I recalled the plastic flowers
On our dining room table years ago.
All of us plus Pops and Nana too
Thanking God for all His gifts
And the Sunday meals you made.
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And this as well.
On a beautiful summer day
You put on a white blouse and skirt
And took me to the blueberry fields.
You laughed as I pretended to take a broken drum
Out the door for the berries.
Then you sang a song just for us
As cool breezes charmed my senses
While goodness found mercy
Next to a stream and gave a little boy
A picture that would last until now.
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This morning I went to Starbucks
After watching the river at dawn,
Immersed in making photos with pastel shades of sky
And bushes that seemed blue in the early morning air.
I ordered coffee
To awaken my frozen limbs
And a blueberry scone.
The berries are sweet.
I find them more delicious
Than chocolate
Or wine.
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This Is Just To Say
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast.
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold.
-William Carlos Williams
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Lovely Mother’s poem!
Thank you Cindy. So who are you supporting now that the Seahawks are no longer in it? Anybody?
That is a beautiful poem David, since you asked Cindy about football, My teams have been both sent to the crapper so my attention has now been diverted to College Basketball (my favorite sport) where I rabidly pull for the Louisville Cardinals first followed closely by the Indiana Hoosiers.
I bet you are a ACC guy being that seems to be your area teams, who do you like?
Thanks Bernie. I am following the VCU Rams because Zach goes to school there. The Segal Center is ten minutes from here and he lives near it. We go to the games. And they have a pretty good team. They knocked off Duke last year in the tournament.
I love this!
Good. I am happy to see you back here.
Oh David, this is “stillingly” poignant. It just stopped (stilled) everything in me. Phew! Such powerful writing. Straight from your heart. It is these moments, these memories that hit so deeply for me and I’m sure others. You have, as I’ve mentioned before, the gift of finding and expressing that common thread of emotion or memory that runs through us all. Very intimate writing. Very powerful writing…and feelings. I am grateful for your sharing. Hugs, Robin
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