Nostalgic thoughts and
remembrances, frozen in time...
A large get together,
neighborhood gathers for croquet,
Or, for one or two, find that
special tree to climb.
Cares of the world, a world
away, was a time to play.
Late of the day, we would
listen for the bell to toll.
Eskimo Pies, Bullets,
Shivers, one or more if you please.
Frozen treats awaited, as the
Merry Mobile would roll.
Push Ups, Dreamsicles, Twin
Pops, provide the freeze.
No cares in the world,
nothing could rain on our parade.
We held the Buried Treasure
in our hands, on a stick.
One dime at a time, and we
were off to find out shade.
Lest you want it to melt,
better off to eat it quick.
I am grateful for what
brought this back to my recall.
It allows me to reflect on
times past, in subtle mime.
I hope this allows the same
for others, time to stall,
And gather in your youthful
memories, frozen in time.
Michael Todd aka Myke Todd
has been writing and posting stories and poetry on social networking sites
since 2006. He can currently be found at his dedicated poetry site... http://myketodd.blogspot.com/
Sending out big thank yous, both to Karen O'Leary, for publishing my poetry here, and always making me feel welcome; and to Caroline Skanne for bringing me along with her, to this place, in what truly was a life changing event for me.
ReplyDeleteDear Michael,
DeleteYou have been such an encouraging voice here at Whispers. It was a pleasure to publish this poem as we close out the month. Your friendship is a gift! I haven't heard from Caroline in quite some time but if you hear from her, tell her I will always be grateful the she lead you to Whispers.
Blessings and best wishes always,
Karen
This is absolutely beautiful and makes me a little, well, nostalgic <3
ReplyDeleteI went back to the old neighborhood, Dahlia, a few years back. There was no one to welcome me home.
Deletea lovely trip down 'Memory Lane'
ReplyDeleteThere was a lot of personal history in this little poem, Jack... the good kind.
DeleteYou certainly captured a bite of the past and bought it back to life
ReplyDeleteThanks, Tyler. If anyone ever grasped the Myke & Donna Legacy, as intended, it is you. I appreciate that.
DeleteMyke,
ReplyDeleteA beautiful poem with lots of good memories.
Yours truly,
David Fox
Thank you kindly, David, for your kind words here, and for all the support you have cheerfully provided to Whispers, for as long as I can recall. You truly are the straw that stirs the drink.
DeleteLots of good memories here...thanks for sharing them with us!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Peggy. I can only hope this poem affords the reader a warm, fuzzy feeling... or gives them a case of the chills... Either way, it's all good.
DeleteSo very beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Barbi-Kay.
DeleteI enjoyed this Michael,
ReplyDeleteA lot of writing is frozen in time, so you can read it over
& over again & gaing wisdom from the truth displayed.
Knight Writer
Thank you very much, Yancy.
DeleteVery nice!
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