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LONG AGO ROOMS
we closed the jalousies when it rained
the bare backed boys ran in the street
little girl's hearts to indoors chained
from long ago rooms sighed for such feats
LONG AGO ROOMS © gillena cox 2018


Revisit
'room' 2017
'room' 2015
11 April 2015


Blog hopping today with imaginary garden. In April we write a poem every day

Micro Poetry ~ Long-Ago Rooms
Prompted by Kerry; Challenge to write a poem of between one and twelve lines, in a form of your choice. Our point of departure is the phrase "long-ago rooms" from the poem When You Come by Maya Angelou.

22 comments:

  1. I love your write, your memories and beautiful house of long ago rooms.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Annell

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  2. I love your quatrain, Gillena. So many memories captured in 4 lines.

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    1. Happy you dropped by to read mine Kerry


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  3. Oh the freedom of bare backed boys - I was always jealous of them when I was a girl and had to "cover up"...

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  4. Thank you for your appreciation Margaret

    Much love...

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  5. oh the longing you captured here - captive girls, free running boys

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    1. Thanks for dropping in 'telltale'

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  6. I love the idea of closing the jalousies when it rained....makes me remember my grandma's back porch on rainy days.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation
      Sherry

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  7. we closed the jalousies when it rained
    .... what an incredible line ....

    and the rest of the stanza offers up just enough to re-create the memories, while allowing us to wander into our own "inequality memories" of childhood ....
    just the perfect reading bite Gillena

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  8. Thank you for your appreciation 'willow'

    Much­čî╝love

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  9. Lovely images throughout your poem. I remember how the boys always got to go without shirts and we girls were jealous. I also remember rainy afternoons at my grandmother's house. I enjoyed this very much. :-)

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation LC

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  10. Oh, that's a pretty house! And I love the glimpse into your childhood.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Rosemary

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  11. I can just see those shirtless boys playing in the rain and the puddles.
    ..

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Jim

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  12. 'little girl's hearts to indoors chained from long ago rooms sighed for such feats'.. sigh this says it all.. and so eloquently!­čĺ×

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa

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  13. You performed quite a feat in four lines, I say! But had to keep our shirts on...

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Lynn

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