my heart carries {poetry thursday}
sunset at cannon beach, taken by jonny
my heart carries:
the sound of the birds chirping me awake
the first time i held my baby brother in my arms
the time my baby brother held me in his arms after our grandmother's funeral
the smell of hot apple cider with cinnamon
my mother's voice saying, "i am on my way"
the way our dog millie snores asleep next to me on the couch
the first time my husband said, "can i hold your hand?"
the feel of my childhood pink blanket against my face before i would fall asleep
the way a friend laughs until tears stream down her face
a moment witnessing my father's vulnerability
the smells of game day
the crocus as it peeks into spring
the first time eating corn on the cob after my braces were removed
the rhythm of my grandmother's voice saying "hello" when she knew it was me
moments spent watching the sky become a watercolor streaked sunset
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letting go of the need for a genre (and thanking dana for that invitation), i am going to just keep writing poem notes. little pieces that appear in my mind that i want to grab before they slip away. i will keep them here so that i can turn to them as needed.
. i series ., poem notes, poetry
Reader Comments (19)
What a great idea of taking notes...it's like history and weaving a quilt with your memories. The sunset is exsquisite!
You have compiled a lovely collection of treasured memories. We should all be inspired to do the same!
Cool idea - good read.
Great idea. I like your subject title and the beautiful snippets.
I also really like your "inspirations" roll on the side bar. Nice. I might have to borrow it.
Each line is vivid and warm. I like this list of memories.
This is a very nostalgic poem note. Superb!
Wonderful photo by Jonny! Your heart carries beautiful memories. xx, JP
Nice idea! I'm sure your list will continue to grow.
This is lovely, Liz. Thanks for sharing!
Oh, a lovely idea. I like very much what you've written.
love the memories that have surfaced and love your way of "noticing" them.
I love little things like this- we tend to think in this way, don't we, not in some format. The tenderness expressed here really touches me, Liz.
Thanks...
Ah, Cannon Beach at that special time. I like the idea of posting snippets, even though they convey far more than a few words. Whole stories are locked in those lovely bits.
cannon beach is an all time fav of mine. your poetry is so real...so beautiful.
Ah, poem notes. Lovely idea!
it's those memories that can warm us on the coldest nights of our lives.
i enjoyed this very much.
Lovely. Snippets of both joy and pain. It's true our hearts carry these things and the moments, however small they might seem at the time become a part of our fabric.
They stay with us like echoes in our ears.
Thanks for sharing this.
'my heart carries'...what a great prompt...
This is so beautiful... so genuine. I also love the scent of hot cider. Mmmmmm...