periwinkle
for Carlene
a bloom or just plain
blossoming
in nether field of mind
swirls of twirling
ripe fruit
whirling in the wind
starlight brighter
than rocks the rain
left behind
green pollen
where the magic bee
turns in time
Tag: family love
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After Earth: Two Sonnets for Aunt and Niece
Image – Winnie and Linda – Photo by Ron Grimes After Earth: Two Sonnets for Aunt and Niece
The pair of sonnets pays a glancing tribute to the lives of Aunt Winnie and her niece Linda Sue—two opposite personality dispositions with a few deeply ingrained temperaments in common, which tied their hearts and souls together in loving embrace.
An Intense Heart
In memoriam: Winifred Lucille Richardson Goodin
December 22, 1932 – July 4, 2026I am not now that girl of tender years,
My womanhood from girlhood having grown—
Roses push forth where once did dwell my tears;
Daisies push up while hands have turned to stone.An intense heart had I, my breath took flight;
Now carved in stone, my name with years proclaim.
Those marbled voices bound with softer might
Than ever did my own out-spoken frame.She dwells in ash, yet clutches at my core,
Though I have risen past her earthly stage.
Her silence tugs, yet I am hers no more—
A bird slipped from the prison of her cage.Pure skin of light is mine, not hers to keep,
She decomposes, held in the big sleep.A Quiet Soul
In memoriam futuram: Linda Sue Richardson Grimes
January 7, 1946 –I am not now that girl of tender years,
My womanhood from girlhood having grown—
Roses push forth where once did dwell my tears;
Daisies push up while hands have turned to stone.A quiet soul I was, my breath held tight;
Now carved in stone, my name with years proclaim.
Those marbled voices bound with greater might
Than ever did my own soft-spoken frame.She dwells in ash, yet clutches at my core,
Though I have risen past her earthly stage.
Her silence tugs, yet I am hers no more—
A bird slipped from the prison of her cage.Pure skin of light is mine, not hers to keep,
She decomposes, held in the big sleep.
