Posted in April 2019, NaPoWriMo 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories

Aluminum Percolator

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often twas

Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.

Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum percolator,

A signal it was five am and mom was awake,

Bustling about the kitchen, making toast with jam.

I snuggle under the fresh smelling sheets and blankets

Knowing I have another hour before I hear

Dad’s voice calling,“ Leona! Time to get up!”

Those sounds, smells,and sights are now memories

Of carefree days in my Illinois country home.

Syllabic Verse

#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 13–Off Prompt

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Posted in May 2018, Syllabic Verse

Berry Bittersweet

Red Currents and Red Current Jelly Drawing by Leonas Designs

Red Current Berry

Picking after school

Bane of my existence

But their yummy jelly

Was my sweet reward

5 Syllabic Verse

A bittersweet memory….😊

When I was young we had 5 Red Current bushes in our backyard which were the pride and joy of my mom who loved Red Current Jelly but their existence was a bane to my brother and I as we were the daily fruit pickers!

It was our after school chore and one we immensely disliked! But….we did enjoy eating the yummy jelly on our toast that mom made from the berries.

I found this recipe online that is very similar to my mom’s, not sure that I am ready to make any of this jelly, but perhaps you readers might.

Red Currant Jelly Recipe

Posted in April 2018, NaPoWriMo 2018, Tanka

Different Perspectives

Strawberries

1. My Point of View:

“Childhood memories

Of my grandpa’s garden patch

Full of strawberries

And the giant apple tree

That hid me as I ate them.”


2. My Sensible Sister’s Point of View:

“You should’ve asked Gramps

Before your hands reached for

His prize berries

Your temptation caused you

To eat and run to that tree.”


3. My Mom’s Point of View:

“Eating strawberries

From her grandpa’s garden patch

Childhood thief flees to

Apple Tree Sanctuary

Her secret place to hide”


Triple Tanka

NaPoWriMo 2018 Day 2 Challenge:

to write a poem that plays with voice. For example, you might try writing a stanza that recounts something in the first-person, followed by a stanza recounting the same incident in the second-person, followed by a stanza that treats the incident from a third-person point of view.

Posted in December 2017, Etheree

Childhood Christmas Memories

 Childhood Memories

Nuts

Tinsel

Popcorn Balls

Mincemeat Pie

Hard Candy in a Dish

Popcorn and Cranberries

Christmas Cards in the Mailbox

Family Gathering for Dinner

Snow and Ice Skating on the River

Family playing Card games after dinner

Etheree

Some of my memories of Christmas as a child growing up in the 1950’s