Saturday, September 7, 2013

Memories of Summer

velvet sky, porcelain clouds
memories of summer
in a Polaroid shot, faded
clasped in your hand

as you greet the morning
with a warm embrace
a life to hold again, a present
saved by grace, grateful

listen to the voice
of peace
carried by the winds
of hope

it whispers: bring me home
on the path to freedom
so we can dance again
on fields of grass, not war

My poem is posted for dVerse where today's prompt is Poetics--Try to Remember. I imagined a soldier clasping a photograph of a loved one, of summers in green fields, holding onto happy memories and hope. With the recent events in the world, I pray for peace. This post is also shared with Poets United and Skywatch Friday. Blessings to all.

60 comments:

  1. i would wish for such a peace that we could bring all home to enjoy it...we ran the woods and fields as well...makes me think of sunday afternoons...smiles.

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    1. Yes, how lovely to go for a nature walk on a Sunday afternoon :)

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  2. Love the images of this, and the story you tell. Great use of photographs as well! Nicely done.

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    1. Glad you like the photos, too! The Polaroid frame gives it a vintage look :)

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  3. A lovely opening here and a bit of a turn around as one often thinks of clouds as soft and sky as more reflective - and the poem asks for this turn around on what has become all too normal -- war. The fields of grass not war - especially poignant. Thanks for participating and for your lovely poem. k.

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    1. Thank you for the prompt, Karin! Glad you like the pairing of "velvet sky" and "porcelain clouds." Yes, we do need a turn around ... to peace :)

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  4. I pray for peace, too... that soldiers don't have to carry snapshots of loved ones anymore. Timely piece.

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    1. Thank you, Laurie. It's been on my mind to write on this timely topic due to recent world events ... so glad I expressed myself. :)

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  5. This is so beautiful! "Listen to the voice of peace, carried by the winds of hope" just gorgeous and your last stanza is a perfect close.

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    1. Thank you, Lisa. We have to keep hoping :)

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  6. The photos reminded me of Gettysburg and other battlefields near Richmond, VA. The words are generous and verses full of Grace.

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    1. Wow, Susan, what an interesting association you've made with the photos! I took these pictures in the countryside of New York. Thank you! :)

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  7. Beautiful, kiddo, especially "listen to the voice of peace carried by the winds of hope". May it be so!

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    1. So glad that line is a favorite, Sherry. Thank you :)

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  8. Very touching. Hoping for peace. Lovely. xo

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  9. that brought back some childhood memories for me as well - the endless outside time in summer with that freedom and carefreeness that i wish back somedays as a grown up now.. smiles

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    1. Yes, the carefreeness, innocence of childhood. Thank you for your first visit, Claudia :)

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  10. Cara Loredana,preghiamo e manteniamo armonia e pace e bellezza nel nostro mondo interiore.Le tue parole con le immagini suggestive dei campi estivi, sono un invito a farlo con forza.
    Abbraccio affettuoso,Rita.

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    1. Grazie, cara Rita. La pace interiore puo' anche portare la pace nel mondo. Un abbraccio! :)

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  11. a great poem .. thanks for peace !

    wishing a good sunday :)

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    1. I love peaceful Sundays. Thank you, Tolga :)

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  12. Those old pictures.. nothing is better... maybe spending time with them would quench some wars.

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  13. Yes, a prayer for peace and walk to the green fields ~ Happy Sunday to you ~

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  14. Beautiful words these:

    "listen to the voice
    of peace
    carried by the winds
    of hope"

    Oh that it were so! I also like your old photos. Polaroids bring back memories.

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    1. Thank you, Mary. There is something charming about old-fashioned Polaroid photos :)

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  15. I dream of that wonderful day that the world knows peace....I truly believe it will eventually. Beautiful words Loredana.

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  16. Bring home all, the way to be, just need to do away with the greedy

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  17. A beautiful prayer, Loredana. I asked my oldest son what he missed the most when he was on his seven month tour in Afghanistan and he said just hearing loved one's voices...sharing a laugh. Yeah, this constant state of battle needs to end...but I see no end in sight.

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    1. Oh, wow, your son was in Afghanistan. Bless him. Thank you for validating my thoughts, Talon. Must be hard to miss family, which is what I imagined when I wrote this poem :)

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  18. I very much enjoyed this soulful piece Loredana and what a summer we had... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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    1. So glad you thought it was "soulful." Thank you, Scott! :)

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  19. I love polaroids and I share your prayer.

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  20. I want to dance there, too! Very touching to read and I love hearing the voice of peace~
    Beautiful

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  21. in this matter of war we have miles to go...we still haven't learned to live and let live..so this misery..wish all your words become true...great write up.....

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    1. Oh, Sumana, it's true. Human relationships seem so hard and even more difficult between countries. We do have to learn how to live ... how to co-exist peacefully :)

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  22. ... the last stanza is so beautiful (such a generic response to a creative poem!) Soft, sweet, full of longing -

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  23. Always so wonderful, Loredana, and I absolutely love these photographs!

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  24. Lovely poem! I always dream of peace as well.

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  25. Fabulous poem and lets hope our prayers for peace are answered.

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  26. I love the perspective of the Polaroid shot frames...a very nice touch for this lovely poem.

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  27. Peaceful warm memories, and the pictures went very well. I liked reading here. Thanks.

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  28. Peace is elusive somehow! It breaks the heart to see the political will is lacking. Nice capture of emotions at the front-lines! Nicely Loredana!

    Hank

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  29. Can't believe summer's gone.. or about to be gone.. time flies!

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    1. Yes, I'm already starting to see signs of Fall ... but this week is so hot again like July weather :)

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  30. Wonderful poem, beautiful images:) Greetings

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  31. Well I'm here again, from (Poets United) and their the image that caught me this time is the polaroid line... I often think those old images (I have I think 2 left from childhood) are a rare gift of a time left behind, but not gone, not lost... :)

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    1. Thanks, Margaret. I think they still sell Polaroid cameras. I love the instantaneous and vintage look :)

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  32. Hi Loredana, I really enjoyed the peace in this write as well as your creative take on a story. Wonderful :-)

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  33. hi loredana my name is Albert beautiful poem . i consider a fantastic write and much talent y caoacitation kisses and hugs

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