Welcome to my blog. Grams is the name my first grandson gave me and it's stuck. My great loves: My husband, our nine children, twenty five grandchildren, four great grandchildren, my Faith, writing- prose and poetry - and travelling , especially in our camper. My posts are eclectic and I appreciate getting comments. So, please feel free to comment or offer advice on what you would like to to see more of.
Friday, April 10, 2015
Nan
So happy to have been chosen as the poet of the day yesterday by napowrimo.net
Day 10: 10th April, 10th poem
Yesterday I was thinking about old age, as you do. And what came to mind vividly was my relationship with my grandmother. An inspiration to me all my life. She died twenty four years ago but I am the person I am because of her. She had a huge influence on my life.
Nan
My pillar, strong, constant
There in my uncertainty
In the chaos of my wanderings
Unshakable in my instability.
With you the colour of being
Was not elusive or fleeting
With the blustery winds
Of breathing.
With you unrest of spirit
Was calmed with the powerful
warmth of intimate confidence
With you I learnt to savour
Those moments of
moving forward
Towards changeless
Substance.
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Fantastic! I love it.
ReplyDeleteThis one is lovely!! ♡
ReplyDeleteThanks Liz and Sian. So pleased you love it... Gives me encouragement to go on.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful..
ReplyDeleteThanks Jackie...
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