This tastes like the memory of that simmering summer day. I held a buttercup flower under your chin, declaring with the yellow glow of your skin, "You like butter." When you said, "Let me try," I knew we would be friends. You were another who wanted to see the colors for herself. ©Ali Grimshaw 2021 For Eugenia's prompt - Happiness Give yourself space to let go Give yourself time to listen inward Give yourself freedom to be Join me for my next writing circle. Self-Compassion Through Poetry: Writing Circle
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Awww so wonderful Ali! I love it! 💕😘
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Carol Anne,
Glad to hear this spoke to you. Thanks for reading. Make it a great day.
Ali
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That’s a great poem. Loved it.
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Vinny, Thanks for taking the time to leave a positive comment. I appreciate it.
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Sweet, precious wisps of childhood. Nice! 🌷
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I am glad this poem brough back sweet childhood memories for you. Have a beautiful day.
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Well done, the nostalgia of this is spot on. We did not know about the buttercup part of it, so we used dandelions. Of course, with older brothers “look up to the sky and open your mouth” was added, upon which said dandelion was shoved into the mouth.
…brothers
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Mark,
I laughed out loud reading your response. I can just imagine my brother doing this to me. He even put his dirty socks in my mouth once. Thanks for sharing the version you remember.
Have a marvelous day.
Ali
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This is beautifully written.
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Thank you so much. Have a beautiful day.
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A real pleasure. 🙏🏾
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Love this! It brought me back to childhood as well.
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Great to hear from you, Lucy. Glad this poem brought lift to your day.
Enjoy these summer days.
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Concise, evocative, comprehensive; everything a poem should be. Thank you.
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Stuart,
Thank you so much for the compliment. I truly appreciate hearing your words.
Keep those photos coming.
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Will do, Ali. You keep writing wonderful poetry.
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Oh you just captured so many summer memories and childhood.
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Glad to hear this spoke to you. Happy Summer
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Ali,
So delightful, a connection uncovered, a friendship entered— You make that moment live with your words.
pax,
dora
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Dora,
Thanks for taking the time to reflect back how you experienced this poem. Glad it brought you sunshine.
Take care,
Ali
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It’s funny how we recognize kindred spirits!
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You were another
who wanted to see
the colors for herself.
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I thought you would pick that part. Thank you for the reflection my friend
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you for sharing. Have a beautiful day.
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts, Ali! Hope you’ve been having a great weekend!
😊💕🌹🌹
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Love it, Ali
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Thank you! I hope you are enjoying the lovely summer days.
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Reblogged this on Love & Love Alone.
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❤️
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and the tulips are beautiful too!
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Beautiful poem, Ali! Your words flow like golden honey. Thank you for joining in.
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Thank you for the opportunity to share and connect with other writers. Make it a great day
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Beautiful. Love the weaving of words.
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Thank you for shining your light on my poem today. May beauty land on you.
Ali
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My pleasure always 🙂
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