Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Secrets--By Carl "Papa" Palmer--United States

Secrets

behind cupped hands
her whispers smile
in papa’s ear

Carl "Papa" Palmer, retired Army, retired FAA, now just plain retired, lives in University Place, Washington. He has seven chapbooks and a contest winning poem riding buses somewhere in Seattle. Carl has been nominated for the Micro Award and Pushcart Prize.

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25 comments:

  1. Raymond KeenMarch 21, 2017 at 9:46 PM

    Very sweet haiku, Carl!

    Raymond Keen

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  2. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 21, 2017 at 10:00 PM

    Thank you for your sweet comment, my friend.

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  3. Kat Van EddyMarch 21, 2017 at 10:06 PM

    I can so easily imagine this - it reminds me of my little girl. I hadn't thought before of whispers smiling but of course they can!

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 7:57 AM

      Not only do your little girl's whispers smile,
      I know your little boy's whispers do, too.
      Thank you for sharing on this site where wonderful
      poetry smiles.

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  4. UnknownMarch 21, 2017 at 10:55 PM

    Thanks for sharing "Secrets", Carl "Papa" Palmer of the United
    States. I love that her smile whispers in papa's ear.
    behind cupped hands. What a smile.
    Yancy

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 7:59 AM

      All about a grandchild smiles, my friend.
      Thanks for your kind comment.

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    2. UnknownMarch 22, 2017 at 4:46 PM

      I love your response Carl, keep your
      good words coming.
      Yancy

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    3. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 5:40 PM

      ...and you young saint from Townsville Square.

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    4. UnknownMarch 23, 2017 at 9:49 PM

      Thanks for that Carl, I was very blessed to witness
      such a great event, and so were all those with me.
      I am so very greatfull, and happy to share.
      Yancy

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    5. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 24, 2017 at 8:10 AM

      Is that you on the POETRY SOUP website, Yancy?
      The fly/bee/me poem?

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    6. UnknownMarch 25, 2017 at 1:52 PM

      No I only do whispers and Poetry for thought, where
      I first posted "Townsville Truth." The rest of my
      time goes to playng pool as I own a pool league.
      Yancy

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  5. CharleneMarch 22, 2017 at 5:23 AM

    i so enjoyed your well written Haiku, Carl. The image it brought to mind made me smile too.

    Thank you for sharing such a lovely poem, as well as your talent.
    Sincerely, Charlene

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 8:07 AM

      As in STRENGTH IN THE NIGHT, your Whispers poem last month, Charlene - "...music to my heeding heart", a grandchild's whisper is just that. Thank you.

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  6. UnknownMarch 22, 2017 at 6:00 AM

    Dear Carl,
    This apprentice in the Asian forms is taking notes!
    Blessings,
    Michael

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 8:15 AM

      A line from you, Michael,
      "A soft message
      in a hard world
      to a heart in need."
      I'm taking notes, too, my friend.

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  7. pdfrenchMarch 22, 2017 at 8:17 AM

    This is excellent, perfect picture, thank you for sharing it with us, I loved it.

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 8:23 AM

      Thank you, Peggy, for your compliment and for all you do in "our" poetry world.

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  8. UnknownMarch 22, 2017 at 9:28 AM

    Loved this poem.

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  9. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 10:01 AM

    A compliment received by the President of Puget Sound Poetry Connection is ever an honor. Thanks, Connie.

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  10. UnknownMarch 22, 2017 at 12:22 PM

    Hello Carl
    You have delighted me very much with your words and image. Thank you
    Annie

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 1:40 PM

      Thank you, Annie. To let you know, I saved your phrase, "silence echoes" to steal at a later date.
      Isn't that what poets do?

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  11. rsubberMarch 22, 2017 at 2:29 PM

    Carl, all of my grandchildren have been fascinated by me whispering in their ears, telling them "you're the only one who can hear what I'm saying."
    You teach us that smiles can be private and wonderful.

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    1. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 22, 2017 at 5:32 PM

      I whisper my same secret to each,
      "You'll always be Papa's favorite,"
      earning me a smile and a hug!

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  12. MichaelMarch 24, 2017 at 5:50 PM

    HI CARL;

    You are the WHISPERING KING!

    Michael

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  13. Carl Papa PalmerMarch 24, 2017 at 6:05 PM

    That I am, Michael, this is such a wonderful place to read and showcase our poetry.

    Yours would shine here, too...actually outshine mine, then I'd be out of my throne sitting job.

    Thanks for your comment.

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