Posted in July 2019, Syllabic Verse

Scent-A-Mental Memories

Our Old House 1959
Our Old House 1959

My childhood alarm clock was varied, often ‘twas
Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.
Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum peculator,
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

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Posted in Haiga, Haiku, October 2014, Senryu

Destruction of Many Memories

Dunes Theatre 1948-2014--destruction--Haiku/Senryu poem about memories
Original Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2014
Image from
http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/4223

Tribute to the Dunes Theatre of Zion, Illinois  1948-2014
The Dunes was torn down today.  I and my family have many fond memories of watching movies there.

We were wishing it would have been saved and restored.

Dunes Theatre--Zion, IL. 1948-2014
Dunes Theatre–Zion, IL. 1948-2014

Reference article at: http://cinematreasures.org/theaters/4223